They'd gotten their spark back,

And now it was time to let it spread

They planned, they readied, they prepared for attack,

And they wouldn't stop until they mended the dead

Still, despite the pure raging coursing through their veins,

They found themself trying their best to stay peaceful and calm

Even if he deserved a terrible fate, they just could inflict pain

After seeing what Life and Death had done- they had been shocked into peace despite qualms

But they did ready the signs and the people,

The posters and the streets,

And when they finally did show up at his doorstep, really, truly fighting, spirit brimming to full

They stared him down, backed by many and then some, driven by nothing but their pounding heartbeat