[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
Standing here, I realize
That you are just like me, trying to make history
But who's to judge the right from wrong?
When our guard is down, I think we'll both agree
That violence breeds violence
But in the end, it has to be this way (It has to be this way)

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]
I've carved my own path, you followed your wrath
But maybe we're both the same (Maybe we're both the same)
The world has turned, so many have burned
But nobody is to blame (Nobody is to blame)
Yet staring across this barren wasted land
I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand
Beneath the blood-stained sand