Off To Fight the Righteous Fight

Little droplets of humanity left splattered from the fall. Raise a man and let him march off to war killing other mothers’ boys before they’ve had a chance to become a man as well. What battles we rage, all the fights too fickle to wage. Gentle touches feel like battle blows, in this home for wayward souls. I’m off to fight some righteous fight, I’m off to wage some gallant war. Don’t stop me whilst on the battle road. Don’t break my stride or tug at my tow. I’ll splatter hopes to smithereens, I’ll take all hostages as mine to keep, If you know where it was I’m headed, You’d surely jump your ship to enter onto mine.