We live in a world that gives us life,
but sometime we have to move on and pay a price.
The screams of the dead reverberate through our minds,
but we will fight until we have destroyed our enemies battle lines.
Some things hang over us forever,
promises bound that we can't find the strength to sever.
If you ever see the long awaited light,
for me, put up a fight.
Lying in the bloodied grass,
hoping this overwhelming pain will pass.
Sometimes you feel as if your losing hold,
some imporant memories are bought and sold.
We can't let go of all the pain and fear from the past,
but remember hold on it might not last.
Your life has bee