wars of ideology
on the shores of bloody seas
a metaphor can always be
truer than reality

(as) words cut deeper than a knife
into the vagueries so rife
within the unexamined life
craving peace without the strife

but come the battle, heed the call
you can rise after the fall
break the bonds that have enthralled
and start to live outside the walls

defining life thru opposition
ever flowing thru transition
a little fact, a little fiction
lie within this proposition

come with me and see the light
that only shines within the night
the rest that comes after the fight
when you know it's all alright

serenity within the darkness
there's a peace that comes with death
so beautiful in all its starkness
you'll wonder why you ever left...