| Posted On: | 2006-12-20 15:47:22 |
Now truly in the middle
Centre of all that is chaotic
To be the leading man
Head of both sides
The war is grey
Which is dark and which is right?
Both sides hold hatred
As I have gathered for each
Two sides to every tale
And mine, the truth
Hold my tongue? Or let it flow?
An endless spiral
Downward goes
Hollow shells and spirit ghosts’
Vagabonds turned from souls
To become saviour
To liberate and cease
Influence, create the way
Vengeance though
Shall make them pay
From Adam’s rib
Created Eve
What’s left of them
I will thieve
