Analysis of Conflict Of Silence

And some would come a-calling
     With animals of steel
Their vengeance was their glory
     Their fury all would fill
And some would whine for party
     Let's spill the wine some more
And I alone would stand there
     My heart was towards the door
And some would cry for mercy
     While some in drunken rage
 Would destroy whatever they stood for
     And mourn their mother's grave
And some would look for pity
     With eyes as cold as ice
And plea the plea of ages
       And try to strike you twice
And now a time is passing
      And everything is wrong
The Conflice Is The Silence
     of everything that's done