• The fire so radiant, it crackles and hisses
    As the old lady tells of a time that she misses
    "Listen, my dears," she says in a hush
    "I'll tell you of when there was never a rush
    For there once was a time when kings ruled the land
    When the minstrels played songs in their small merry bands
    When dragons and knights battled for love of the princess
    Singing sweet songs in her pink frilly dress
    By night the stars shone so bright in the sky
    No electric lights to help you get by
    As soon as the sun sank under the ground
    The very earth itself dare not make a sound
    'Twas the time when stories of elders were told
    Legends and tales of the heroes of old
    Afterward there would be players so fair
    Fire dancers throwing flames high in the air
    The children, they watch all of this in awe
    Trying to remember all that they saw
    Their parents looked on without any fear
    For everyone was always in good cheer
    But good things, they don't tend to last
    They burn out and become a thing of the past
    From a small disagreement there started a war
    That's when people discovered they wanted more
    So began an era of struggle and conflict
    A world so corrupt that no one could stop it
    To this very day there's violence and crime
    Liars and thieves who are still in their prime
    How I wish for the days when no tears were shed
    When children could still sleep soundly in bed
    Maybe some day things will change once again
    Until then I suppose we must live with the pain