"How happy is the human soul
not enslaved by dull control
Left to dream and roam and play
shed the guilt of former days
Walking on the foggy shore
Watch the waves come rolling home
Through the veil of pale moonlight
My shadow stretches out his hand"
Human life is fragile. You never need to fully destroy to bring chaos large enough to culminate in suffering and death. Burn the heart and the legs will no longer support the body.