your levelled weapons are not as powerful as my soul

For your greedy desire of having the world at your feet. By giving me these bullets ripping through my skin Your levelled weapons are not as powerful as my soul The soul that proved my innocence My nights of long prayers Nothing but my connection with god Wishing light as an ease through your darkness My empathy for my mother crying Whose voice was gone from silent screams Who cannot see her children's drowning deeper and deeper in a world she only raised them The purity of my heart As wide as the world A world of love Your levelled weapons are not as powerful as my soul Even if I feel like I'm burning with the flames you give me Turning after into dust which you will step on it Your levelled weapons are not as powerful as my soul By giving me tears for seeing my brothers and sisters killed Wounds on their bodies are felt in my heart Killing me as well Your are only pouring salt on them But therefore,I will be rewarded for my deeds As I am spring near your home The purity of the petals waiting in the darkness To feed,pollen succumbs I will grow Raise in paradise Because your levelled weapons are not as powerful as my soul Your levelled weapons are not as powerful as my soul.. -children's of Syria Soman