Truth
Here I sit on the battlefield
A warrior forced to wield
A double bladed sword of truth
You never loved me the way i loved you
The broken armor is my dreams of happiness and serenity
The shattered weapons are your lies
That pierced my skin and made me cry
I reached for you in the darkness
But you were never there
You were just an illusion of someone who cared
Smoke and mirros
Broken glass
Soon enough this pain will pass
I'll lick my wounds and bide my time
My battle scars will prove divine
My knowledge will not cease to grow
The next time I love I will know
The difference between war and peace
