The Fallen -

I met my fellow warriors in this great war

The good ones thought me how to grief right, the bad ones showed me how to hate

And in a way we all feared the same I think

Grief, faith and fear maybe (hate), they were all the same to me…

They took me to a place where I could see, the truth in you and me

When we thought we could change the world…

For the good within you and me…

Glory feeds on tragedies that we hide away in the subjective truth of time

Never to be told, for heroes we need to cover our wrongs

But in time they will burn just the same

When the smoke has learned only death and dust… and pain

And the never really told us until years after this

Looking back… Evil wasn’t evil for real…

But just a bad choice… that wasn’t really a choice…

With blood red hate they wrote our names

We were fighting on the wrong side

They took me to a place where I could see, the truth in you and me

When we were young and full of greed

We thought that we could change the world

Did we trust too much on reason?

And burned away our dreams?

The world however couldn’t see

That there was no honesty

And we did never really see

The truth for you and me…

It died with you and me