Beat the ploughshares into swords. 
Initiate a state of perpetual quarrel, this shall never end. 
Keep the coffers full. 
Keep their coffins full. 
Feed them fear to keep them tame, the king proclaimed. 
You don't want what I want, I see it in your eyes. 
You don't burn like I burn and even if you tried, 
you can't see what I see knowing what's inside. 
You can't see what I see. 
I know what you hide.