Was it fine, was it okay
For you to have your way
For you to have your way
Oh man of authority, privilege and pride
Don’t you know
The child died
When you reached down
With tainted arrows
Poking and prodding
For you exploring
And tormented
The mind of one
Pure and innocent
Just so you
Could have
Your
Way
Just so you could have your way
And now the many years have past
As you’ve destroyed
All in your path
Like trampled
Leaves
Blowing
Into oblivion
Disappearing into forgetfulness
Just so you could have your way
Just so you could have your way
Oh man of authority, privilege and pride
Don’t you know
On that night
She died
She died to self
She died to dreams
She died to visions
Yet unseen
She died to future
She died to love
She died to escape
The torturous one
Was it alright?
Was it okay?
Just for you to have your way?
Oh man of authority, privilege and pride
Because of you
Because of you