Disquising the truth in your Masquirade

Divided by youth we all fade away

All we are is lost

If we sever the hardline

And we must pay the cost

If the light turns to Darkness

And you won't hear me breathe

Your body moves in shades of grey

And holds inside a dark display

Of heart and soul on battlefield

A fight that neither cannot yield

And after all is said and done

No victor here for none have won.