Simpler things.

Forsaken be the goodwill kind

Forsaken for living and thriving they are,
forsaken for the love of god.

Forsaken for hapyness and the mother of all.

Forsaken for loving and hating in pain.

Forsaken for everything there has been in this live.

Forsaken be the goodwill kind.

Forsaken be the one who died.

Forsaken be the one who tried.

Forsaken be the one who lied.

Forsaken be the one who eyed.

Forsaken every living being, forsaken be the whole entire world.

Forsaken be the goodwill kind.

Forsaken because of pain.

Forsaken because of the live so vain.

Forsaken because it was all too plain.

Forsaken because of the broken chains.

Forsaken everyone who feals inside, trying to hide their heart.

Forsaken be the goodwill kind.

Forsaken they are one and all of them at the same time.

And hated they are.

But only by one.

The one and the only.

Thats thriving in the deep ground, deep down hating and bound.

Deep down there better to be left alone,
there they are.

The evil kind is waiting for the tiniest of sounds.

Forsaken be the evil kind.