(Sheet music available only in Summer issue of GFO newsletter)

Written after the Babylon 5 episode "Face of the Enemy"

At what price, the safety of our people?
Are we to live, no matter the cost?
What matters then, at the battle's end
As we survey the field
Whith our soul in darkness lost?

To ensure the freedom of the Corps,
We make tools of other sentient life.
What the left hand does, the right ignores,
'till they seek justice with a knife.

There's a debt owed to a man of good heart,
In secret turned to darkest of deeds.
His soul laid bare, without a care,
To put the damage right.
Hear me well: from acts like these
Does hatred breed.