Bulldozer

Sincerity is the weapon of the weak

It's the cover of the victim

It's the sheet of he who can't save himself

Oh poor him

So unloved when it's so good to be unloved

So sad cause it's so easy to be sad

Always at the bottom since it can't get downer

Someone who needs saving from the hero

So fragile to yield a weapon

A diplomat with nothing but his speech

Yield his tongue against everyone

So poor, the diplomat

Balancing everyone's wishes as if he was a hero

Sacrificing his own

As if he didn't intend it all along

As if he didn't hide behind his powerlessness 

A coward who kneels

A victim with only his lips and tongue

Worm-tongue

A bulldozer tongue

A coward

Will find no home