Rebellion

All was so planned
But now fear is spreading
Feel violence, it’s coming
Follows that you know,
My old friend holding
A weak supposal of our worth,
Or thinking by our late dear fellow’s death
Our judgement to be disjoint and out of frame,
Colleagued with the dream of his advantage, He has not failed to pester me with
his doubts
No surrender, feel anger, keep secret
We’re failing for glory
I think it is time to cast traitors
Follow me or else you will be banned