Too much hate in the world for the likes of purity to exist, often to end lives and fight with our fists..
Wish upon the galaxies up high, to remove the ignorance as it comes by, save the innocent so they shall not die.
Leave the scornful souls that feed upon the weak pile miles in the sky, rot and decay for they spread such an ill lie.
To deny the being of self expression of who we are, and what we shall be, for the judgment of self will be at our own decree.