Brought up by the matron, Malice Holding onto sympathies Understandings of our histories Are the very things that shape our fates All around these city walls The people speak their rhetoric of hate Resolute to his resolve His heart reserves no time to castigate Or strike them down, for he believes In the better of all kind His fight is fury, he walks in light Malice from concealed conspiracy Hunted down by where he came Overcoming every hardship Offered him a finer way All around these city walls The people speak their rhetoric of hate Resolute to his resolve His heart reserves no time to castigate Or strike them down, for he believes In the better of all kind His fight is fury, he walks in light