A gossamer wind blows away from the sky,
And creates an angel, dear.
As one aged man says goodbye
To the life he lived here
A child is born, and she will be called Destiny.
She gives
She takes,
She decides fate.
For the gossamer wind that once came from the sky,
Has become a subtle monster
Never listening to the children’s cry.
She sees herself as God
On a playing field of soldiers
She’s here,
She decides,
She takes lives.
We cannot stop her
But we can try.
The once a gossamer child from above
Now a burly fiend from the sky
Together we can stop Destiny.
She Gave,
She took,
She was only human.