Quintessence

Somewhere beyond the iron fence Lays the good heart of all men But due to nature's bothering heights A man must show no glimpses of gain nor fright They say you must become an animal for the animal To protect us the good animal And so we go to war I do agree, a great deal of men are purely evil. For whereas I was born with a spoon in me mouth Others were nurtured With bullets in their hands They say you must become An animal for the animal To protect us the good animal. And so we go to war But I believe, in my little bit of years Of tasting fruits of fear, In depths of my own despair Love is all I need to give Although it clearly hasn't been dear to me