Evil and dangerous beyond belief,
Bringing forth demons, we suffer with Grief
Caring for nothing but wanting it all.
Waiting to pounce the minute we fall.
Not killing their own?
Honour among thieves?
Will stab you in the back,
With the knife up their sleeves
Good and bright for all to See,
Wanting to share all with you and Me.
Happy and content with the life that they Lead,
Raining down justice from a brilliant white Stead.
Aiming for the best of what there is,
Giving us all a chance of Bliss.
But for what they don’t understand?
Will start a Crusade and turn it to Sand.
Good and Evil, both with hard Times,
Facing the future, each with their crimes.
Nothing is perfect, nothing is Pure,
We need a Balance, the only Cure.