I look at the maps hanging up on my wall admiring the world for the best it got yet i see Poverty swell and trivial refugees struggle and there are cardinal power wars destitute crave for food shelter and cloths
O' why lord ? "Its the beginning of the horror flick, my son there are copious others , yet unaddressed and unresolved "
However i reckon how simple it is to conquer despair hanging up on my wall For today mighty fighter stop and sleep a lil more, cuddle your love and hold her a lil long refashion your battle cry to cry of love Shed tears its no harm miracle will happen as you kiss her once more .
You are the puppet fighter, no doubt you are strong they know your strength , they are foxy back stabbers brother they'll aflame your soul , Don't forget you have love back home ...