Under Evil Feet Reprise

Among the masses are the tired eyes
Atop the hills, down through the gorges
Aligned en masse, to sound their cries
A force, to force discourses

'cross thoroughfares stand tired feet
Along the roads in every lane
Maligned, en masse they crowd the streets
Reimbursing cursing pain

Inside the chests are the tired hearts
Away, each fleeting whimper cries
A binding mass of starving souls
Means-to-ending tending lies

Under rags are crippled hands
Left right under thunder booms
Right to wander, left to wonder
Dead-end deadened grips

In the trenches lie the damned
Righting wrongs left for dead
Trumped under evil feet
Tolling, trolling in your head