Why We Fought

At first I thought, his words were pure
The more he preached, I knew for sure
I knew for sure

That I'd drown myself in ancient scorn
Pierce through my heart, to be reborn
To be reborn

The path he showed was bright and clear
I touched the sky and had no fear
I had no fear

We raged the Earth in wrath and sin
The path he showed was blood soaked skin
Blood soaked skin

I took on believe, I picked up the sword
I bowed to the thief, I called him the lord

I took on believe, I picked up the sword
I bowed to the thief, I called him the lord

He took from me, I called him thief
Picked up my sins, confronted grief
Confronted grief

To find the source, and touch my eye
Embrace the Dark, while being blind
While being blind

I take on my past, I pick up the void
Caressing the blast, that had me destroyed

I take on my past, I pick up the void
Caressing the blast, that had me destroy

He isn't the thief, that took the world's light
I wish us the end, as we chose to fight