#sister_post
Memories broken, the truth goes unspokenI've even forgotten my nameI don't know the season or what is the reasonI'm standing here holding my blade!
Standing here, I realizeYou are just like me trying to make historyBut who’s to judge the right from wrong?When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agreeThat violence breeds violenceBut in the end, it has to be this way
Memories broken, the truth goes unspoken
I've even forgotten my name
I don't know the season or what is the reason
I'm standing here holding my blade!
Standing here, I realize
You are just like me trying to make history
But who’s to judge the right from wrong?
When our guard is down, I think we’ll both agree
That violence breeds violence
But in the end, it has to be this way