Young Soldier Boy
Nico di Angelo once stood tall.
Then Nico di Angelo had a great fall.
He turned from the innocence of a little boy,
To the bravery of a soldier toy.
Then from the bravery within,
Nico di Angelo had to sin.
He lied, he cheated, he killed,
But to no prevail.
Nobody liked the young soldier boy.
The one that was like a broken toy.
The insanity washed over him,
And he knew from the start that he couldn't win.
He would soon be battling himself,
And he would lose the wealth,
That used to be his soul,
And he would fall into the cold.
The war raged on from day to day,
And he knew that he couldn't stay.
So one day under the full moon,
He knew he had to die soon.
He cut his wrist and cut his neck,
And thought he deserved to go to Heck.
He stabbed himself in the throat with a pen,
Ans he could never be put back together again.
Nico di Angelo, the young soldier boy,
Thought he had the key.
So he took his own life just to be free.