Take away my soul good sir,
Take it now and take it far,
Away from this, my brand new life,
Full of lovely death and strife.
As soon as all is well and done,
In place of what you take from me,
Fill with blood eternity.
Destroy my world, and break my god,
To quench a thirst my masters make,
And soon drive home their bloody stake,
Into this world that they have raped.
-Children Nursery Rhyme