A deep and dazzling darkness drenches the land.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, nowhere to have true security,
The enemy is at the gate.
The gate swings both ways,
And no one guards the gate.
The time is now!
If we fail to fight now,
We are a marked nation, doomed, destroyed.
We are sheep led to a foul and tainted pasture,
Soon to be shorn then slaughtered,
And left to wine and dine vultures and swine.