The Power Find
The night is dark, the feeling cold
The mind sets in, this story's old
The burning buildings, the faded screams
The loss of life is always somehow justified it seems?
The stench of death bleeding into nature's life
The dead don't cry, the dead can't fight
The horizon new as the sun shine rise
The bullet holes rip through all kinds of life
The motion less, the village all gone
The reason why? When they did no wrong!
The human kind so extreme in ways
The power find through bleeding ways
The helpless bodies, men, women and child
The ways of men can find no binds
The ways of men for power and greed
The ways of men, no mercy freed
The ways of men bending the dark into the light
The ways of men will never kill mans fight
The ways of men for the power find!
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