The Invasion

They wore Armoury of hailstones
As a cloud to cover the land,
And come up with many nations
To make walls fall to the ground.

Having a sound raid at dawn,
Shake depressing hearts and mind,
And break rare mountains down
Riding through the storm.

Invasion calls for the sword
Vindication throughout the land.
By motto and the veto code,
Oh victory, where is your command?

The fury of revenge spilling blood,
And the reign of fire upon roving bands,
Galvanize all the rivers into a flood,
Pour sickle cell disorder into desert sands.

For crimes against humanity,
The avalanche dowsing with a pendulum,
Will we ever again find our sanity?
Under occupation and the annex of gloom.