As you walk through the northern sky
The stars shine brighter still
Something in those stars asks you why
Why were you fool enough to kill?
He was so young and so shy.
What did he do to earn such ill will
Why did he deserve to die?

In truth you don’t know
You tell these stars so
They say, “Turn and go.”
No place for you, no.
Go away from the flow.
Evil seed you did sow
Now go you b******
And die.

Shocked you hear
Death is near
Scythe so bright
In the night
Flame of gold
You get bold
You are strong
Fight is long
But you die
As for why--

You walked through the northern sky
The stars shone brighter still
Something in those stars asked you why
Why were you fool enough to kill?
You were so young and so shy.
What did you do to earn such ill will
Why did you deserve to die?