Archers up, down below the arrows go
Kingdoms rise, deep deep below Kingdoms fall.
When the conquerors rose to claim the mighty throne,
When the songs were sang to the brave knights,
And the marching band crusading around town,
The innocent wail in shriek; "Mercy, oh king! Mercy!"

Mighty Powers up, may the force be with you.
Power commands, soldiers obey.
When the coverage is wide and loud,
When heroes return home to their families,
And the universe get bright and red,
A thousand women cry, they cry to be spared; "please don't **** me, please!"

Sons of the realm rise, bow down o' ye commoners!
Grace glide the above, battle struggles below.
When the affluent sneezes, it's the low that catches the flu.
When poverty is a disease and the rich have the antidote,
A million pry the streets, begging to be cured;" help, Lords,help!"

There is a fountain in the mountains
A place of solace where no one knew
With every springing branch,
There, lives a clear pure dew
And there, tiny red armies match.

There is a fountain in the mountains
A place so triumphant, so still
With every drifting fall,
There, lives an old grave so ill
And there, the fallen heroes call.

There is a fountain in the mountains
A place you might call home
With every chirp the birds sound
Stands an ancient battleground
And there, a lost Eden is found.

There is fountain in the mountains
A place maidens lay and play
With swoosh of a sword from the sheath of a knight
A maiden, a king, a nation, a generation, an entire civilization is history.
And there, an empire rises as day and falls as night.
A lonely woods

Mother, the boys at school are not nice
But the rope reaches out to hug and squeeze the pain out through my neck
So i might run to him.

Mother, the folks in the neighbourhood think i dont belong
But the people of the sea welcome me
They say, "its peace, love and quiet on the ocean's deep"
So I might stay with them.

Mother, I'm mocked by my brain.

Mother, I am in pain
But the train at the subway wants to crush it
I think I he is my hero

Mother, I'm a flame on a candle
A lone flame in a snow storm,
Shield me!

Mother, don't let the water run out your eyes
For in the darkness your light for the road I use to pry.