The Crime of Being Me

On a brutal winter night We stood bravely side by side Against snowballs launched our way By the enemies of our kind In a graveyard's mourning light We both choked up, cried and cried As the angels lifted him On Death's gloomy wings of flight And you declared me dead, my brother For the crime of being me For all the faults I have Well, I still cannot believe That you declared me dead, my brother For the crime of being me For all the faults I have Well, I still cannot believe And my only wish for you, my brother Is someday you'll understand How it feels to be a corpse Walking amongst your fellow man In the haze of our carefree youth We both wildly joked and joked About wicked ironies Of the enemies of Truth Beside a pool so crystal blue Really both had hoped That good luck would fill our lives In everything we would pursue But you declared me dead, my brother For the crime of being me For all the faults I have Well, I still cannot believe That you declared me dead, my brother For the crime of being me For all the faults I have Well, I still cannot believe And my only wish for you, my brother Is someday you' ll understand How it feels to be a corpse Walking amongst your fellow man And yet the pain has made me strong I forgive you, you're my brother