↘                                                                ­                            all in the
                                                             ­                               name of the
                                                             ­                                 same god
                          we think                                invoking
                   we're balancing                          justice we
                        the scales                                   assail
                                                    callin­g                                
                               ­              for vengeance                    
                                                even blood                        
                                   ­                                                                 ­    ↙
                                                           ­                        against
                                                        ­                       the enemy        
                                                   ­                               we rail
    vengeance                                    until they                    
→    pushes the                            are who we                    
    pendulum                              ­       become                                              
                               vengeance
                          doesn't balance  
                               the scales

life    is     like    a    tall      tree                    we    see       other     trees
     growing         high                                   above      the      water  
              in a          rising          river           and     we    wonder
                    so            deep        that       our    questions            
                            no           one       has dared   to ask              
                               found the roots below the water
                               now we know it is the same tree
                              changing growing new branches
                              as others are lost within the river
when the great storm           from the sky                                 rise
                                comes down              and makes the river

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When we learn
     That we are
          Somebody
               We become
                    Cut off from
                         Everything
                              Other than
                                   What we are
                                         ☥ ☥ ☥ ☥ ☥ ☥ ☥
                                    But one day
                              At the end
                         We will be
                     Nobody
                That is when
          We become
     Everything
Everyone