When something so precious
Becomes so hard to find
It's amazing the things people will do
When pushed to the limit
Of needing the necessities
When there is not such thing as niceties.

Land that's barren and dry
No civilization for miles and miles
There are no such thing as smiles
Just brutality and killing and stealing
It seems there's no longer such thing as feeling.

In this land of crazy there's one who can help
They call him "The Warrior"
There's no doubt he's as crazy as the rest
But, maybe, just maybe he's a little different at best
He's done great things and helped the many
Maybe if we had more warriors
Maybe, just maybe, people could rest.