Chaos Legion Knight the Inner War

If the world was to collide and all ways meant of passion time Through every tunnel light revolve the center of perfection yet to be found To see what in the eyes of a man that indeed has the righteous found the guilty Hands beside laughter a storm Friend a pal who left to won Dreaming out loud lost in the conscience realm Tender a right evolve a storm link a barrel glass a stone Sky of a search fallen of a Angelica force Link of colors a mist of bliss of a figure If like mind think a like dunk and cover Who will win.