Three Brothers

Awakened each day with pain, sorrow and despair

People wishing for their own deaths

The time is dark the mood is bleak

Doom fills the air,

Waiting thru another day

Death shouts with a mighty voice, yet never closes grip

This fate is sealed, a fate much worse than death

For three brothers are overtaking the land

Pain, Sorrow and Despair

They will not end their reign 

Until every hand and head is filled

With propaganda, lies, and fears

But you can overcome their words

And help to end the tears

Be kind in everything you do

And to everyone you meet

And the three brothers you shall never greet.