It takes a gun to please
and a split second passes by.
No time to think until the recoil,
but it's too late 'cause
you're already dead.
So if the cities burn,
the castles crumble
to add fuel to the fire.
Moonlight glitters a thousand fold
in the beauty of broken glass.
And while all the peasants begin
slowly pushing tin,
the destruction will have killed the rest.
Some days,
you have to let the rain fall.