The raging fire,
wasn't my love for you,
my people killing again.
with their minds full of video games
and virtual simulation
that proves that guilt is no more in our society.
as a child I had no idea,
just the two dead princes
sprawled out across my eyes.
How is it that these bodies,
sons of a father
are aloud to rote in such a fashion.
Even I must say that they should be looked after.
Are they not the souls that you claim get redemption.
Are they not God's creatures to be held and loved
like you love your own deity.
Are they not flesh and blood,
fathers to sons.
I must command
I am no one special, I have no mission
or order to say this to you
but listen just once
before you to become the victim of such a fate.