Latent siege

The climate was pleasant, the chances were present
The barons and peasants were happy with ten cents
The angels descended, inspired depressed nerds..
..respected the best heads, the wrestlers were blessed

The harvests were abrupt, like it was a setup.
"Change"clinging to eardrums,like sand to an earthworm.
The vassals were mere cops who raced to the dear top..
When lynched by the rear mob, refused to lose teardrops

The elders were riddled, the horses unsaddled
The land was a shithole, our fortunes were fiddled
They tried to erect us to homo erectus.
But they faced immense wrath and stopped coming thenceforth

Our children were slaughtered, our women were butchered
The maidens were murdered,our gold coins surrendered.
We leave on a clean slate, we hope with some thin faith
Then die with a message that came on a red page