War within my soul, war within my thoughts, war within how I should act,look or talk. This is the battleground, this is the battle with heaven and hell, where will I be when the world rings it's final bell. Don't know what to do, God you said to leave it all to you, didn't you. Mind you I strayed away from that, I wanted instantaneous fun, but now it's time for war, but I'm not ready for combat. I never expected a coup d'etat, I never expected to have to defend my way I live, to busy enjoying the high life as an aristocrat. War with everyone, war with no one beside me, pushed away everyone for what I thought was gold; but it turned out to be poison ivy. How I got to this point, how I never noticed what I had, everything loses value just like this life i've been living was a temporary fad. Now I'm mad, but what can I do, moment after moment slipping away from what was true. I talked about how society corrupts, and yeah it corrupted me, so much so that when I look in the mirror, I don't recognize the person in front of me. I hate the devil, but it turned out that I was getting tricked by him, am I to late to change because at this moment my fate seems grim.