Radicals

Unknown and unsaid
Unheard and unread
History's dread
In Devil's stead

Silent are the people
Forever is his steeple
The mark of an unloved king

His hold like Stalin
His image too
Religion has fallen
Power absolute

His people

No longer feel
Crushed under heel
All now dead
Beneath his boot tread

Power unrivaled
Faith down-spiraled
The people discontent

Now is war
Civil in nature
Evil in core

Animalistic
Vicious
Statistics
Wishes

Leader has lost
At too high cost
The people have won
But perhaps should have run

There is no vengeance left to beget
Now they rule
With broken tool
Over naught but hate and regret

Shattered cathedral
Lend me faith
I, too, am feeble
Unheard by holy wraith

Here I kneel
Crossing collapse
Much how you feel
In war's traps

Damage is done
Danger is none
But his effect will last eternal

The people lost love
And faith in above
His damage was mostly internal