• The lines between peace and destruction are thin.

    They blur and cause confusion.

    When both sides are good but only one can win,

    Power can turn those with good intent into beings of sin.

    When the battle draws near its end,

    Both parties will realize,

    They know little more than apples are red;

    That emotion is selfish and everyone is dead.

    Dead inside.

    Dead at heart.

    Dead of the mind.

    Those who still walk wish to be dead,

    Because on the other side was the one th
    ey didn't know they loved,

    And love kills