Tell me now, is there a man among you here Is there no one who will stand up and try to fight Tell me man, is there not one in all your ranks Is there no one who values courgage over life
Weve given everything we can there are no heroes left in man
But as I walk through the city streets, these frightened people watch me pass. there is an evil that holds them here, and yet they can’t try breaking its grasp. if I stay here with you, then I will leave them to their doom. do not say this is how it has to be you do no better than the fools of this burning city.