To the Blade

So you think there's no meaning,
In anything that we do
Maybe it's the silence,
Maybe it's the war,
Try to understand it,
Try your best to understand the world
You're bleeding down the highway
You just want to listen to the road

Well you called him a liar
And you called him a piece of dirt
And never can you take it back and
Never can you make it right
In the final second,
I can think of everything you are
A plague on the horizon

In the cold arena where you're trapped
In the moment you mess
In the life eternal rest
(this is the point where I gave up, someone finish please haha)