We breathe out
But we can never catch our breath again
As we're always chasing what has been prescribed
By the wise and in the know
They know that we can't hold out
But weaken in our ways and understate
What was was once a call to arms
And a stand for what is right
I want the peace
Oh please
We can not fight
We can't afford to fight ourselves
But I'm forced
My hand is forced
To carry on its benighted ways
Then I reach
As if it's all
So new to me
But it's been
The only constant thing that's remained
I try to severe
But it can't be cut
So it just lingers
Fear brings defeat
And fear has an appetite for reality
Until truth and d**h become one
All according to what we choose to see
But with blind eyes and unwilling hands
The best-made plans will surely fail
So, we end up inventing alternate ends
Although it was never
What we wanted
I do not want this
We can't afford to fight ourselves
Revive again, what was once so dear to us
But then collapsed
Survive, and then turn to what habits
We learn in the dark
Fear breeds fear
Alive, until we call it false in our hearts
Surrender, but weaken in our ways
And understate
What was once a call to arms
I want peace
In me