To the town where there was plenty they brought plunder, swords and flame, when they left the town was empty and children would never play again

From their graves I heard the fallen

Above the battle cry

By that bridge near the border

There were many more to die

Then onward over the mountain

Outward towards the sea

They come to claim the emerald

Without it they could not leave

The Emerald Being The Ability For Children To Analyze And Think For Themselves....