And so we stand here
We see you falling
We see you crying
We see you dying
Though we stand
We are all fine, and so all is fine, is it not?
And so we laugh here
We see you struggling
We see you trying
We see you failing
Though we laugh
We are all happy, and so all are happy, are they not?
And so we kill here
We see you coughing
We see you pleading
We see you shedding
Though we kill
We all kill, and so all will kill, do they not?
A privilege we have
A privilege you haven’t
A right to live happily, we have
And a right to die with sorrow, you have
