Invasion & SJW Justice

Wearied from your odious toils
You wake to a long sought victory
Of taking a wayward town's spoils
And forever poisoning its soils

Justice has finally been served
Now we can destroy everything
The Past just thought it deserved
A straight line that, now, is curved

Curved to the glorious end
Of our new found reality
Where the cries of a hateful kin
To a realm of anger, will send

Tear down these lines to the past
Before they fish out our dubious motive
Do it, and do it fast
Or from this town, will we be cast

Cry out,
History is dead!
History is dead!
And in its place
The soft cushions
Of an unclean bed

From this day on, the sacred past is now lost
Wandering through the open fields of humility
Where it has so irreverently been tossed
To be stoned by us in a progression of loss

Never again will we be burdened and strictured
By the lessons of a formidable past
Never again will this town be pictured
With a southern symbol as its fixture

So onward our progressive movement will go
Till every last vesture of truth is no more
Till the monuments of our past are brought low
And the seeds of destruction are sown

Oh great one, your words are so clear
Oh Hitler, with your great progressive path
Your utopia is so very near
Bestowed with inhuman progress and fear

Cry out,
History is dead!
History is dead!
We raise you up
And elevate you
As our hoary head