I gave them all my infinite love, each cherished face, each wish, each mood
Some spurned my love, a few did not relate, they were misunderstood.
They spurned my love and rose in force to burn my perfect neighborhood
My prophets now beheld me in mistrust, that once beside be stood
As my loved ones burned and fell to dust, I saved as many as I could
I hope it doesnt hurt too much my Dears.
Laid to rest by fickle engineers"