We seek
To live the perfect life
And we choose not, therefore,
To believe God is gone;
Once upon a time
We searched for the answers
The fires took to sleep;
Atop the corpses
Countless roses grow
In a world where
Peace
Overcomes
War
In a world where
Bloodshed is common
Only in books
And security is found
In all homes
Harmony is the laughingstock
For the Devil himself
But sown to our coats is the desire
To live the perfect life
We seek