Standing here
I realize
You're just like me
Trying to make history
But who's to judge?
The right from wrong
When our guard is down
I think we'll both agree
That violence breeds violence
But in the end
It Has To Be This Way!
I carved my own path
You followed your wrath
But, maybe we're both the same
The world has turned
And so MANY have burned
But nobody is to blame!
Yet staring across
This barren wasted land
I feel new life will be born
BENEATH THE BLOOD STAINED SAND