An awesome mountain looking dark over the sea,
even the endless water seems less comparatively.
What is it, why is it, I simply know not,
I kneel, I pray for I am scared of its wrath.
Godly or Evil, in reverence they stand,
I do the same for conformity they demand.
But there was a man, little and skinny,
with a voice that bellowed against all tyranny.
He was different, he refused to bow and comply,
Not God, not Devil, his own brothers did him destroy.