Of fear and disbelief.
Please don t spit at me those words,
Traitor, inhuman, bastard.
For they will fall upon deaf ears.
Take a melody,
Simple as can be.
Give it some words,
Sing it once, sing it thrice!
But there will be no sweet harmony.
I have made my choice.
From your golden hair,
A ribbon I pull.
From your timid face,
Rotund bifocals I remove.
I will cherish them as memories.
Take a melody,
Simple as can be.
Give it some words,
Sing it once, sing it thrice!
But there will be no sweet harmony.
I have made my choice.
It s not that I agree,
You are ugly.
It s not that I believe,
You should be punished.
But that there is a reason for everything.
A reason for His chosing.
As I am taken to His world,
Yours will cease.
I will walk the ground my ancestors once had,
As you fall into a deep sleep.
Maybe, just maybe,
We will meet again.
When my spared life ends,
Maybe, just maybe...
Take a melody,
Simple as can be.
Give it some words,
Sing it once, sing it thrice!
But there will be no sweet harmony.
I have made my choice.
Though I highly doubt it will be a happy reunion.