Being Born A Warrior in A World of Sin

You live by the sword and you die by the sword

A line that is true as a man of his word

Live by the gun die by the gun

The battle may be over but the war is far from won

Boys grow up to be men and some grow to be warriors

Ones who don't are left without glory to be heard

Scars build character that is what they say

But when you look in the mirror you just want to look away

God gives the hardest battles to his strongest soldiers

Fighting the good fight attaining glory as the beholder

Eternal glory for a life of pure hell

No wonder why lucifer fell

I'm far from the devil but I ain't no saint

Always one step behind without any gain

Some fight on battlefields to save another's soul

Others fight with a pen and paper toward grandiose goal

It doesn't matter they still have one thing in common

They fight with themselves hoping their sins will be forgotten

Those who survive fight that fight

Doesn't matter if it's day doesn't matter if it's night

Things of the past that haunt our souls

Kneeling as they pray part of a fold

Judge only yourself and not unto others

At the end of the day we are all still brothers

We are far from perfect creations

But god knew that when the fruit was taken

Punished for the crimes of our ancestors long ago

Forced out of Eden with no eternal life for our souls

It was on that day that time first began

Only after that did man kill man

We fight to be on top we fight out of fright

Sometimes we don't know if why we're fighting is right

History has shown that over the years

With dictators calling for the raising of spears

A call to arms for an alleged great cause

As their citizens are forced to applaud

Take mercy on us lord we aren't all bad

Some of us still love you even if life is sad

Not all who wander are always lost

We can think for ourselves, having morals as a cost

For morals and chivalry have not gone away

It's just few and far between, not seen much in this day

They've been forgotten like a thing of the past

But such things can be relearned like sitting in a class

Those who never lost it are one of a rare breed

Under appreciated and take advantage of without heed

It is a process almost if you can see

A warrior can stay a warrior or take up the villains creed

That is why it's not wise to test an old wolf

Beware of an old man in a young mans profession who's gruff

He didn't get to that age by being a sheep

It took some courage between those large leaps

He may have tattoos, healing wounds and scars

But he'll have some good stories to tell at a bar

Scars can be seen, or they can be invisible

Created by things both mental and physical

So when you see a man looking very gruff

He was probably once a warrior in a world without love