Praise their nobles and call them
This is what they want do you want them?
Stay low, the roof has spikes from melting ice
Everyone hates this path, there’s a wisdom in vice
Rebels rise from ashes of mistreatment to others
What would you know, haven’t joined yet ranks of fathers
Too frail and gullible to be able to defend your sisters and brothers
Eventually everyone once in a while, you will reach,
Where there are no others.