Why would wealthy Europe world wars fight
While Popes in cloth of gold writhed as they sinned?
Few resist the diamonds for the Light
Ambivalent love split, what sight could be found
When we spend too much time with our own kin
Missed experience shapes our eyes and minds
Those who cannot see, the wholly blind
Feel their deep emotion and may win
Love was offered then returned as Strikes
Yet in cultured Europe God has died
We waged war with ardour, this was sin
Desire overwhelms our eyes , oh god, oh plight
Fell three Empires,states unplanned designed
Christians fought each other with new guns
So love was never offered, simply feigned
In the eyes of infants light is dim
Wars are made by pschopaths at whim
Why would proud, glad Europe world wars fight?
Few resist tempation , black the Light
How my heart sings 