I see lights in the distance
I hear a rolling thunder
My city is laid bare to the enemy.
Ravines are dug
Walls are built
Great are my defenses
Yet a friend knocks on the gate
And I let him in with open arms
But from within will be the destruction
I fear the coming battle
Brought to these thick walls
I am ever vigilant at the lookout
I see my friend and I go to him
He hides his eyes
As he pulls a knife from his pocket
The struggle begins
As the war is brought within the walls
And my city is in danger of catastrophe
I am able to throw him from my city
But my trust now gone has ripped me of allies
For no one now passes the gates of my walled city.
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