Walking over empty gun sells
The battlefield decorated with creators
Ground still sizzling from the bombs let loose
Vacant magazine lay in piles
Two forces holding nothing back
Letting bullets fly
Will do anything to claim victory
White flags turned to ash
This is a fight to the death
But before this all started
They had one enemy
The world
When love was around they had each others back
But it dwindle
Now they aim at each other
With no love
Each other they attack
Now this relationship is war