I went looking for revenge I only found the edge Of good and evil Teetering on the steeple What side will it fall? That's anybody's call The victorious write the history So moral is pointless, the loser is the enemy But how often does victory align with the righteous? Glory is told despite this The innocent pay the price Propaganda paints it nice And the average can sleep easy But what's that mean for you and me? Simply put we all fall in line Regardless if yours starts or ends in a different place than mine