The Crime of Being Me

On a brutal winter night
 We stood bravely side by side
 Against snowballs launched our way
 By the enemies of our kind
 In a graveyard's mourning light
 We both choked up, cried and cried
 As the angels lifted him
 On Death's gloomy wings of flight
 And you declared me dead, my brother
 For the crime of being me
 For all the faults I have
 Well, I still cannot believe
 That you declared me dead, my brother
 For the crime of being me
 For all the faults I have
 Well, I still cannot believe
 And my only wish for you, my brother
 Is someday you'll understand
 How it feels to be a corpse
 Walking amongst your fellow man
 In the haze of our carefree youth
 We both wildly joked and joked
 About wicked ironies
 Of the enemies of Truth
 Beside a pool so crystal blue
 Really both had hoped
 That good luck would fill our lives
 In everything we would pursue
 But you declared me dead, my brother
 For the crime of being me
 For all the faults I have
 Well, I still cannot believe
 That you declared me dead, my brother
 For the crime of being me
 For all the faults I have
 Well, I still cannot believe
 And my only wish for you, my brother
 Is someday you' ll understand
 How it feels to be a corpse
 Walking amongst your fellow man
 And yet the pain has made me strong
 I forgive you, you're my brother