This Old Game Again

Autocrats looking for reasons
Silently establishing treason
They make their own bad luck
To keep our souls corrupt

Ah, again this old game they play

Bursting the dam with no regret
Because we wanted to just forget
The pain from fallen towers
The puncturing of fortress walls

Ah, again this old game they play

Set us up to attack old regime
More fuel for the hate machine
We wander again into desert woods
To secure black dwindling goods

Ah, again this old game they play

But their ever watchful towers
See their own missteps in power
New attempt at wars to end all wars
Fingerprints left on bloodied doors

Ah, again this old game they play

No rights for alleged combatants
New home for arrogant inhabitants
Exile or death they’ll have to choose
Clemency we’ll have to refuse

Ah, this old game we no longer play

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