Prove me wrong I need to know If all along I've come to grow Into my own Bushido code Of conduct guiding me to show How good intentions paved this road With my abode's most humble tone To build a hearth of stone for those To melt their souls adorned in gold And sleep in spirit's selfless home
Or just to fill this house alone With all the seeds we humans sowed As bombs explode and we foreclose On bungalows and debts we've owed To others' woes and sin atones Colossusses of ancient Rhodes The person that to be you chose To roam this earth, renounce the thrones For all this power shall erode To nothing more than buried bones