Monsters pursue us across the Rhine,
like long dead nightmares resurrected,
our own corpses brought to life out of their time,
into ours with a fevered lust for revenge,
to live again.

They tower above the loftiest heads,
as thick as trees with ambitions for the horizon,
not seeing the walls or crowns
built to quench their desire, only what is past them,
beyond you.

When we were those monsters too,
you descended on us as crusaders,
knowing the needs we did not.

You conquered us, subjugated us,
and educated us,
so that we may yet be free,
under your regime
to pursue those needs you made for us.

Now, as they descend upon you, us, united,
our enemy, fast as white capped rivers rage;
we beg for intervention,
grant us now the peace you once denied,
let some part of us survive.