Remission

We learn in life that all conflicts have two sides
Two enemies, and two heroes
Two forces to support, and two forces to wish the worst upon
Between one and the other, a middle-ground
The desire of both armies
The heart of all battle is here
The core of bloodshed and defeat
Dominance and victory

The one aspect of humanity that could keep us united is what could give one man power
And the hope for such power is a gravity unmatched
Rendering this one hope to be that which divides us

It is the powerful, who attract the weak
It is the weak, that become the army
The army marches to battle
And the battle is what kills the hopeful

(What was over, has only begun)

A different beginning is on the horizon
With time undone, darkness fades to light
One frame of mind becomes another
And our vision turns from black to white

Only moments for breath to be caught
We plunge back into the fray
To see from the eyes of another
As the night succumbs to day

Remission: Unto War