St Paul's
Bury me here,
bury me do,
build me right up
till they don't know what is true.
Then take a statue
and name it Lionheart,
place my face on it
afore they tear me apart.
Silence is golden,
or so they say,
but here in your memory
I intend to stay.
For day and night
my service I gave
and why should it matter
the mistakes that I made?
So take your stolen children,
your dreams long destroyed,
and just remember me well
and forget the void.
I think not.
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