[WILL]
You, who are on the road must
Have a code that you can live by
And so become yourself because
The past is just a good bye
Teach, your children well
Their father's hell will slowly go by

And feed them on your dreams
The one they fix, the one you'll know by
Don't you ever ask them why
If they told you, you would cry
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you

You, of the tender years
Can't know the fears that your elders grew by
And so please help them with your youth
They seek the truth before they can die
Teach, your parents well
Their children's hell will slowly go by

And feed them on your dreams
The one they fix, the one you'll know by
Don't you ever ask them why
If they told you, you would cry
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you