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 starring across this barren wasted land

I feel new life will be born

Beneath the blood stained sand

Beneath the blood stained sand