Under Serious Attack

you've taken this too far
now it has to stop
once again, the table has turned and i'm behind
picking up the pieces form the night
my face is scarred
sometimes i feel that i can't trust myself at all

everytime the sky
breaks open with sunshine
and streaming swords collide
it takes me back in time
i float away
to another place
where heaven is waiting right outside

this is war.
can i take it anymore?
i'm falling faster and bleeding more then i have bled before.
certain death ( this blade will carve a purpose ).
lingers on the other hand ( and make you feel defeated).
but i will fight you and victory will be mine in the end .
circumstances mean nothing.
when its over we will be heros
constantly pushing foward without any fear
if i erased the line between forgotten days and memories i'd never change
resolutions made ( in vain ) to face ( play out ) the day
life is yours to save ( save it ) or take ( take it ) away