In good health we keep the child
Defenseless without constant vigilance
So it may live
Strengthen with age and wisdom
We cannot hold it
Justice is not so keen for mercy
But even in the worst of times
It shall be our intention to preserve it
Smashed against the boats
Callously thrown into the sea
Welling anger boils up
Towards the callous truth makers
I would rather die
My position I chose alone
Than let the helpless bear the burden
Of their ignorance they should have known
In the darkest halls of man
Is where the sword will reap its wielder
Better to die in valiant ways
Than pretend glory lies in my weakness
There is much worth dying for
Less we should let come to pass
Without righteous indignation protecting truth
The fools and liars will rule eternally
Paradox 