War
Death is my only friend
Silence is a means to an end
Down the river we flow
Target tattooed on my back
The lions ready to attack
There is no where else to go
I've got nothing but scars
Knives in the back of my heart
My shield gleaming bright
My skin laced with fright
Time follows the moon light
We're at war
No friends no foes
Wer'e at war
Just us, our fears and our hopes
Everyone's wearing masks
Can't tell whose from the past
We're at war.
We slave the innocent
We whip out their truth
We shackle the imprisoned
Without proof
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Our world
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