I realise, you were 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've carved my own path. You followed your wrath, but maybe we're both the same.
The world has turned.
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 SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDDD
Beneath the blood stained SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDDDDD