We stopped in thought to meet the think
Sought out the weak on the brink
We ended one struggle to make up for the bundle
Cast aside to muddle amounst the rubble
He is she as you are me but we are not all together
Shades will fade, colors portrayed, blood will bleed red all the same
Evil has no name, shame or blame but only our momentary gain
Lonesome, gruesome, wish we knew someone to blame
Those thoughts only seek out , in order to shame
See how they run, why do you chase them, insane!?