That if enough magic you have,
You can put a spell on a man
And turn him into a tree
But what for?
He'll rustle in fact.
It's so easy to believe
That love has a blindfold
On it's blind eyes,
Absolves from all harms.
One I know for sure:
You don't love because.
It's so easy to believe
That the forest's despair has a face.
The crown will fall
From the head swelling with wisdom, but
Is too small for the world.
It's so easy to believe
That will die, in the midst of colours,
The one to redeem
The whole world but not his own;
With rage against violation.
It's so easy to believe
That the better of two evils
Justifies the means,
But the punishment will get you
Before the black will turbid the white.
It's so hard to believe
That from a surface as clean as a whistle
An evil stronger than mankind
Can emerge, or so they say,
To reach the bottom in them.
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