You don't want to make a war,
it's just you can't take it anymore.
Once your sweet, fragile heart
knew the soldiers' cruel roar,
you started, quickly, to fall apart.
Since your dreamy castle collapsed,
you only see gaps and traps
that are slowly choking your soul.
It's all holes in your smartest part,
that's why you're losing control.
But before letting more corps
attack your beautifulness core,
remember no gun kills the art
that can make the world restores
and give your castle a new start.
It's your art, full of tracks,
which invite people to act
and follow their biggest goals.
Don't let any other bullet or dart
stops you from assuming your role.
"The best revenge is not to be like your enemy."
Marcus Aurelius
