Dew drops drip, seeping into the shelter,
Splashing, plopping, puddles forming.
Quick, fix the canopy,
Shield the garden of children from external poisons.
Our safe haven of pure saints must survive the cruel world.
Lullaby only happiness to the children,
Utter no words of the toxic exterior and
Assure the children of their perfection
As they are.
We speak for the world,
We,
The bane of demons,
The vanguards of justice.
Vanquish all challenges!
Purge adversity from the world,
These things will only trouble our delicate flowers.
Coat obstacles in foam,
Ensure sharp corners will not harm the blossoming young.
Raze museums housing villainous works,
Those libraries of vanity and ill repute,
Hang the scholar who disputes our cause,
Those old trees bear evil fruit.
Lay siege to the fortresses of hate,
Bombard all who oppose us, they are not long for this world.
Only we can coup the wicked,
Only we
Will savor the beauty of their annihilation.