KASSIDY COOK - SONG THREE

Lend me a Lance to stab my Water-Borne Killer
Before he destroys every Feather in my Soul
I would make sure he does not harm your Sisters
Nor chance himself to make me a part of his Whole
My Pie would be the Venom of his Bite
When you are Strong enough to Defend your Rights.

No Plague is enough to make you Ill
No Vision is strong to blur your Mind
If what they attempt to paralyse and chill
The very Thought of Thoughts they left behind
Only a Jenner would ever try to think such things
When you are Strong enough to Defend your Rights.

With your Script written down in Varied Forms
It was tampered in the Sky by a Flock of Larks
And they took your Message by Invading Norm
And shows it was just too spiced for your Remark
Let those Idiots read their own Books instead
Whilst you Strengthen yourself to Defend your Rights.

One Storm a Day should keep you Tamed
And purify your Soul from all that would Stray
Your very Essence without would make you sane
Crippled from head to foot, then spoil your Way
In filling your Tumbler with Ever-Freshening Truth
Had you not been Strong enough to Defend your Rights.

Should I speak in the Pulpit about my Shame
Which I had hidden for Centuries long
Even as you revealed the Magic of your Name
Those Riches which enabled him to be Strong
Confidence is all that a Man must need
In order to Succeed in Defending his Rights.