You come to me brother, with anger swimming in your heart,
With cruel resolve etched into your hands,
With an inordinate passion to scar my soul,
You come brother, without your misguided reason being told.

You advance with death stamped on your mind,
With the dark desire to ravage my tranquility,
You prowl in the murkiness of the night, like a bloodthirsty lion,
You come brother, looking for me.

But why won’t you see, we’re exactly alike,
Why won’t you look behind my God and my face?
Why won’t you see I’m a man just like you,
And that I hurt and bleed as you do too.

But instead you come charging in, ready for the kill,
With you feral spirit of malice urging you on,
You come to my land to claim a life against its will,
You come brother to a place where you don’t belong.