Born to Protect

The red sun above shines so bright
Guiding our way with its grand light
Down on the Earth exist the guided
Those special souls that live divided

Each living soul has a protector
Whom is one of God's many spectres
Sworn to guard its child 'till death
When the child takes its last breath

Whether the child punches its foe
Or murders him and gets sent to Death Row
The protector shall always be there
Even if the child does not care

When the child finds itself an adult
The protector will feel much guilt
The child will go its separate way
The protector will have nothing to say

The protector will pay its final tax
But protectors possess wings of wax
They fly to the sun to say good bye
Their wings melt and then they die

Please understand this now, my love
You are my wondrous, beautiful dove
I'm your protector, here to serve you
Never leave, and I'll stay here too