Wakening up in the burning light
Eyes that haven't seen the sun in years
The strain of grown men
Thrust upon the shoulders of children
Knowledge that peaceable protest
Never let its self be won
Knowing always the fight must be done
Parents curse those who place
This burned upon them
Force them to fight
As no one should have to
Hiding the truth from all
Crying their tears in the dark
Hiding the fear, that'll leave its mark
Just one more day in bleakness to come
Always another slip
Left by the dark angels of space
Till sleep never more comes
Strain takes its toll
People become bleak
Strain makes the strong overly meek