Inside each and every personal decision
There lies an opportunity for revision
Unless you step across it like a line in the sand
To continue on with a path not planned
So time creates opportunity to accept pauses
But only for those who have a love for the lost causes
Otherwise we seem to be lowering the drawbridge
In order to push out everyone who has true knowledge
So that those lies we've told ourselves matter
Will be enough when all future hope begins to scatter
And the four winds carry away  all sense of reason
Anyone not agreeing with self-destruction is guilty of treason
And although the Defenders stand ready at the ramparts
Does not mean an enemy attack is in the star charts
Whatever way you thought you could actually forecast
Went away the day you decided to step past
That opportunity for revision - that was your line in the sand
Before the spark of insurrection you purposely fanned
Why then do you seem to be now so altruistic
Without accepting responsibility for plans so unrealistic
There were signs posted all along that narrow highway
You know the one you denied was the way to ruin by delay
So what is it you in your hour of need plead for
We shut out yesterday now come  to batter  down the door
While getting burned by the warnings that you spurned
As false warnings of those who studied but never learned
That which you swept aside never breaking stride as you did your best to have your narrow thoughts applied to all who resisted that you insisted was what God enlisted you for .. to ensure that we were all to do

So if that really was what you know to be true
Why is it now that you need us the expendables
To come to the aid and rescue of you  who even now won't accept that ..

.... YOU WERE A PACK OF FOOLS!!