In war both sides fight for the same thing
"I tear holes in your logic with sharp belief,
piercing $$#umptions are the death of free thinking,

judged on socialism and unspoken rules"
In war both sides fight for the same thing,
The ones pointing fingers are playing cards with the reaper.


The truth comes from deep inside, along with a sense or right and wrong.
Show me the light.

Trust me.

Differentiate between what you should do, and what you want,

Tomorrow is far too late.

The fire that burns within is passion,

The fire that burns within is rapture,
The fire that burns within stands for everything you love...
This mediocrity, this hole, will pull you in,

Unless you feed the fire that burns within, we'll keep it burning
And you'll be pure.


Have your mind
as your own.
Hierarchy does not justify anything

to me,
This world is my own, and mine only.


You will never have your hold on me
Despite
all the war, and the money spent

To keep us lost.

Differentiate between what you should do, and what you want.

And you'll be pure.