Where have all the prophets gone, long time ago.

Proses written in plain cite, lessons learned yet unknown.

Where have all the embers gone, long time ago.

Still afire, they live for feat, a heat beneath the snow.

Where has all the virtue gone, long time ago.

Foolish thieves stealing trivialties, our worth to them unknown –

Where have all the banished gone, long time ago.

We stand and fight for the simple truth, the only one we know.

We are all the loving ones, don’t fear our free.

You can be a loving one, forgive yourself, believe, and leap.