A warning to all you people who hate and call it equal,
You say you fight for peace, but you hate the soldiers,
And when the fighting ends there will always be a sequel,
Peace is something that will always make you look behind our shoulders,
The weight is so heavy that you can’t put it on us,
And then we shoot guns with the strings pulling,
But this time we’re being overpowered by the bus,
We have no hope but to be pulled in,
And when we realize it, it’s already too late,
We shut up about it without opening a new gate,
We forget that it’s something that we can change,
Since the past is our built fate,
We have to be ready to go to a new range.
A warning to all the people on the same cycle,
You so the same things done without changing your note,
When you see a genius he becomes your idol,
Now this is something that I will promote;
Open your eyes to your future, it’s something you must write,
Forget the past failures try your own shoes,
It’s your fire that must shine bright,
And there’s no need to stop and choose,
I’m searching for my beginning,
And I’ll write until I find
A meaning to our beginning,
An answer to life is what I must find.