"Leaves from the vine, falling so slow. Like fragile, tiny shells, Drifting in the foam. Little soldier boy, come marching home. Brave soldier boy, comes marching home."
*So I won't give up,
No I won't breakdown,
sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong,
even if it all goes wrong...
when I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe... someone's watching over me *
There are those with power, those with the strength and will to lead. And there are those meant to follow, those incapable of anything but servitude and a meager, worthless existence. Equality is a perversion of the natural order!