Your life's cruel mistress a lot like thunder
Oh how you strike causing such fears and wonder
It's a thing of power that much is true
Bringing death into life, making us fight and scream black and blue
Oh how many wars has thou caused in it's time?
Conjurer of feelings causing blood, death and crime
You've been there for so long and yet we never learn
We fall into your trap, your a devil making hearts burn
Will we ever break free of you?
No longer to be slave but masters?
forever walking into loves unforgiving deadly disasters...
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