Lest I walk down the lane,

Beg and hope for No Man’s Name.

Secret this…secret that,

Who am I right off the bat?

Lest I walk through the war,

Don’t grimace at the poor.

Forgive…forgive all that’s new,

Who am I to let you die too?

Lest I walk in a muddy ditch,

Ignore the almighty bitch.

Cradle…cradle love lost,

Who am I to seize the cost?

Lest I walk in my dreams,

Don’t forget to eat your greens.

Stab…stab those who aren’t taught,

Who am I to let myself be bought?