Black Triangle

When they came for the others When they came for the few They stood alone Now they are come for you Splintered bodies Minds jagged as the glass that shattered That crystal night Where the hell were you when it mattered A great evil No dagger that crossed your neck You were blessed, blessed When all else was death First, the others Then, the few Set alight to the written word Down among those hot burning streets Yours not the cursed star. No black triangle on your sleeve A great Evil No dagger that crossed your neck Blessed blessed blessed When all else was death First, the others Then, the few They, stood alone Now Now they come for you Once blessed Forever ash No black triangle No turning back