War Eyes
The fire, the pain, the blood
I saw it all
Through the eyes of young men and women
Desperately shouting for help
It was the constant sound of darkness
I remember the devil, Oh the devil
Screaming and shouting with joy
But yet, he has none
He smiles at you and me
He just stands there, waiting for the perfect moment to stab you in the heart
Like first love and break up
You know it and I know it
The world is so beautiful, but yet so brutal
Nothing in this world is free
There will always be something to trick you
Then kick you
Because, life does not care
Only you and me
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