We both kept crashing downFree falling to despairBut before we drew our gunsWe had realized what was thereIt takes war to finally seeJust the things we could’ve madeBut it only took a dayTo finally see you were betrayedGood things come of tragedyWreckage burns, but we escapedOur hearts are bruisedOur souls are scrapedWe both kept crashing downNot knowing what lay aheadSilent protest deep insideWaking demons from the deadStill I look into the pastThinking of what happened whenWe traded blood with ourselvesAnd swore we’d make it to the end