Don't you hear the distress?
Don't you hear the cries?
Can't you feel the mourning?
Can't you feel the lies?
The titan fell head over heels!
Killing those because of beauty?
Are you stupid?
It's you I pity!
A dollar a day was never enough!
Calm them down with lies and such!
Tell no one of their certain death.
But they still smell the blood on your breath.
Easier to be calm.
Easier to be peaceful.
Harder to be realistic.
Harder to be meaningful.
The death of their's is the death of your's.
See you on the Eastern shore