Will starts as peaceful until it is turned
violent. Teenagers in caravans
desperate for solace in cities that burn.

Newscast Quacks drool over ratings to earn,
seeing past tear gas whose part of the plan.
Will starts as peaceful until it is turned

against powerful knives behind nocturne
who breed inside silence hidden in shams
desperate for solace. In cities that burn

you’ll find ashes absent, no need for urns,
when arrogance has known where it began.
Will starts as peaceful until it is turned.

Counting on our fingers the lives we yearn,
dissuaded, unpolished, arrested or banned
desperate for solace in cities that burn.

If all they wish to grade is pain we learn
to live and suppress acknowledging than
will starts as peaceful until it is. Turned
desperate for solace in cities that burn.