A Masterpiece of Wrong

Wear the change, as though I know my mind Be the same, conditional to time All a game, only when I find It’s a post-regretful flaw in my design In my head, this urgency of truth All is said, whenever I can prove Silence fed the silence in my groove But when I fall into this fall I’m moved On the ground I place my little pawns Bordered mounds, the battle rages on What I found within this hateful song Is a masterpiece that never could belong But if war could turn to peace then I would fade To fight for all I am is all I say When war becomes the earth then I am strong But if it fell to naught then I am gone If I could change this earth then I’d be wrong Though I’d be right to complicate the song Without the cause, the cause could not evolve And without night, the day could not absolve