I have been told that He nailed his colors to my mast I tell myself This is life tricking me It is a test. But I cannot find the right thing to do I do not know where This obscure path leads me to. This is the punishment for my own irredeemable sin. I fear for my guilty side's loss and my selfish side's win. I do not have faith in myself unless somebody tells me I should. I do not know how to protect our secrets for our own good. I cannot have mercy on the battlefield. I cannot use power that I do not wield. They are comrades, friends, loved ones, not shields. It is all shed...frustration, blood, tears There is a nightmare that feasts on our fears. It never ends, my tale of woes They keep on coming New threats, formidable enemies, and undefeatable foes. For the sake of peace, I have to be brave, I have to kill. I do not win the battles unless I tell myself I will. We will get it, the peace and the calm after the storm What we all seek He tells me We will meet the victory's peak. A hidden power, come forth For all it is worth
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