There can only be one winner,
Not everyone is right.
The victor writes the rules that must be followed
the story that will be heard.
They will paint a life worth killing for
an ending with great promises for the strong
Innocent tears upon lifeless souls
Silence will spare your life
but to survive you must learn to die.
With their sword they will drain our world of it’s colors,
Leaving everything gray and dark.
Their lies will silence your truth
Their hatred will dim your light
But one can dream of yesterday’s laughter
Lost within the agony of today
and we can sing of the magic we once believed in
when we painted beautiful pictures of the distant future,
Sweet childhood visions, washed away
floating away in the river of lost hope
What will happen tomorrow?
The ending is your choice.