From Two Years Ago…nothings changed
They build their lives within our walls,
plan to storm our hallowed halls.
Not here for better, just for worse,
They’re not the last, nor are they first.
Seeking to profit from our loss
Old England left to count the cost.
Invaders from those far off lands
Come to hatch their deadly plans.
Not to work and integrate,
They’re here to kill, and maim our state.
To take our world and make it theirs
destroy our lives without a care.
Such burning hate that hides inside
betrays a life that’s built on lies.
They speak in many different tongues,
their words betray both old and young.
No God would ever justify
this hatred born from pious eyes.