Standing here

I realize

You are 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

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

Beneath the blood stained sand