Banded Worth

Rocks and stones fall down from the hill, and yet our worries still torture us still. Our struggles break us down low, and this pains hurt us so, my fellows and dears, I have a plan, to banish these things and take back our land. These vile feelings will forced to bow, so I say, let's take action now! Here we stand upon the ground, watching our children sleep well and sound, if only they knew what lies ahead, those terrible phantoms will haunt there head. But worry not, for we are strong. These horrible things will not last long, as long as we fight, and stand as one, these vile things can be undone. "All we know, is trouble and fear, we feel as weak as new born deer, but together, arm to arm, nothing can bring us harm" Heed my words, my fellows and friends. We can bring these trials to an end. To listen close, to what I have to say, your trials are over, on this very day.