Take back the city

I was listening to that song (Which I don't mind) and painted in my head was something like this:
(Please note the bolded sentences are lyrics from the song)
I'll fully work it onto a fantasy piece one day. Maybe.

The word spread through the camp like wildfire. Take back the city
Take back the city for yourself tonight
Or I'll take back the city for me
I said to her. Once pretty and dainty and gentle, now grungy, dirty and all innocence robbed. She simply nodded.
Take back the city for yourself tonight
Whoa

God knows you put your life in two a times
And it's both cradled you and crushed
The leader said to everyone. Speaking of our hard times and our glorious ones. Of oppression and revolt and rebellion.
Crushing defeat and despair, and on the contrast bright days lacing glorious victories
But now it's time to make your own demands
And we did. We're taking back the city
Whoa

All these years later and it's killing me
Across from me, a seasoned fighter said to no-one in particuler
Your broken records in words
Ten thousand craters where it all should be
He referred to our previous battlefields.
Whoa

No need to put your words into my mouth
Don't need convincing at all
We said to the leader. Eager for a fight. Rowelled up after all the speech.
I love the place where I have no doubts
She said to me. Whispered in my ear
Whoa


Extreme rough draft, of course