i stood up for my beliefs
my head poking up above the crowds.
the scythe came and cut me down.
I took up the pieces
moved to another land
A placed the seemed simular to me.
i stood up for my beliefs
my head poking up above the crowds.
the scythe came and cut me down.
I took up the pieces.
moved to another land
A place toting open beliefs.
i stood up for my beliefs
my head poking up above the crowds.
they came and put it in bottles.
Stacked on shelves, labled in rows
for sale to fill empty holes.
as i stood shocked in horror;
the scythe came and cut me down.