When the voices call
When the castles fall
When the heroes cry
When princesses die
When every picture's colors fade
Lies and truth have begun to trade
When the prettiest picture on the wall
Has become the most evil of them all
When apples fill with poison
Pulled triggers on a gun
When life becomes a chore
When evil is in store
What better message can I to send
Then to die and let the sorrow end
When every bone dried bare is bleached
Then will heaven's peace be reached?
