1 that's raged on for years on end
It's the kind you only hear about in myths and folklore
The kind that if it ever ceases, only time can mend
Battling for supremacy, 2 forces clash
The power of each blow, I can feel as they lash
It's only a matter of time before something has to give
The end result will choose from there what fate I must live
It's because of the never ending battle that I'm slowly losing control
My mind and my heart screaming out, "LISTEN TO ME!" Or "Listen to me!"
I try over and over to stop the screaming and to get them to let me go
But over and over, with all the fighting and screaming, I find myself questioning my sanity
Back and forth, back and forth, the raging keeps on
With every blow, every punch, I know the end of me wont be long
Fighting for me to listen to them and not the other when I can do neither
Even if I could, I would stay with the same choice and that's not saying much either
The battle gets bloodier it seems as though the end is now in sight
There will be a victor before dawn's fair light
There will be a victor before dawn's fair light
The screaming, the fighting, it's now all gone. Silence is now all I hear
There must be a victor, there has to be. Is it close, is it near?
As the dust settles and the victor becomes more clearer, I see the bodies of the defeated
Each laying in a pool of their own blood as the victor stands over them
The deafening silence is finally broken by something I thought I would never hear again
Laughter. A sinister, sadistic laugh is left in the echoes of the night as I look down to what was left to me
A knife, a new beginning, and probably the most scariest of all, a Joker card
All the while I'm looking at what's left, all I hear is laughing...laughing....laughing...HA! HA! HA!
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