A man with countless hopes and dreams
 And as he grew  he tried and refied
 But could never concord or succeed
 The voices of the world spoke to him and said that he would be nothing
 That the way he thought and expressed himself was pure hatred  Satan
 sent
 This turned that man into a rod
 A rod that would not bend
 But through its entirety  the confusion  the chaos
 He will be the one that will save you all