Brought up by the matron, Malice
Holding onto sympathies
Understandings of our histories
Are the very things that shape our fates
All around these city walls
The people speak their rhetoric of hate
Resolute to his resolve
His heart reserves no time to castigate
Or strike them down, for he believes
In the better of all kind
His fight is fury, he walks in light
Malice from concealed conspiracy
Hunted down by where he came
Overcoming every hardship
Offered him a finer way
All around these city walls
The people speak their rhetoric of hate
Resolute to his resolve
His heart reserves no time to castigate
Or strike them down, for he believes
In the better of all kind
His fight is fury, he walks in light