He was a candle that burned in the wrong shade
everyone knew it and whispered about his way
and the children go
where the wind won’t blow
a smile betrayed his tender soul
but kindness is murder to boys in the wrong role
and the children go
where the wind won’t blow
and so the peaceful ones
called the faggot sons
they’re the hope of young
people everywhere

He never believed that he could win
layered with chains of every kind of sin
and the children learn
how the fire burns
they bottled up love and sold it at the store
angels drink spirits to numb out all the war
and the children learn
how the fire burns
and so the peaceful ones
called the faggot sons
they’re the hope of young
people everywhere

But time has begun
when the halo rings the son
who burns like a star
he’s the flaming savior one
he’s the time where evil runs
he’s the end of coward’s guns
and anyone can dance whatever dance they want

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