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People often now stand and stare

And wonder who could they be

That would leave such a lasting

Tribute to their lives

But they never look down in the undergrowth

At the pile of broken stone

Or spare a thought

For all the young men who have died

Ruined Chapels and neglected graves

Have masked the truth for years

Only mangled limbs

Bear witness to their pain

Their lord and masters pampered lives

Are marked by a granite tomb

But in death the bones

Will always look the same

The hooves of black plumed horses

Are silent on the cobbled streets

And a rusty lock secures the cemetery gates

The age is long since dead and gone

When they ruled in our domain

All that’s left are these sentinels of hate

Stone and marble pillars reaching higher

Pointing ever upward to the skies

Looking down on the rank and file

Beneath them in the cold dark ground

As they’d done throughout their selfish lives

All through there lives!

Evening falls to cast shadows ever longer

To slowly move across each soul again

As if to say look up to me

I’m still your master as I’ll always be

Even in death our roles are still the same

They haven’t changed!

Ashes down to ashes, dust down to dust

It was the children born with a silver spoon

And dealt the kind hand of fate

Created these monoliths to power

Built these sentinels of hate!

Their pious names cut deep into the marble

Clear for all to see down though the years

The means to their success lies buried

In crumbling vaults with broken headstones

No reflection left of all the tears

Shed down the years

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