A Good Young Lad

A Good Young Lad

A good young lad, a fine young man
As fine as you might see
He gave his life for a noble cause
To set his people free

When darker forces prompted him
To take the Martyr's path
And with cynical persuasion
Primed a weapon for their wrath

They filled his head with foolishness
Half-truths and downright lies
They filled his heart with hatred
For the people they despise

Now off to do their bidding
Causing carnage on the street
Yet hoping for redemption
When the slaughter is complete

You really couldn't make this up
It's as evil as you'll find
These psychopathic despots
Controlling fragile minds

A good young lad, a fine young man
As fine as you might see
He died in vain for no good cause
But a tragic fantasy