Me and my army of brothers went over the hill,
Shouting all around, sinking in like a drill,
drenched in blood we may be,
But all the fighting is left to me,
Gunfire heard all around,
Too loud to grasp a single sound,
And yet... We still fight
And us, me with my army of brothers...
Down we'll fall… Darkness in all...
Even through hell we crawl.
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I went over the hill,
Adrenaline flowing, starting a thrill,
drenched in blood I may be,
but fighting is all that's left to me,
The constant screaming being drowned,
by the gunfire's constant pound,
must not stop, must not fall,
made an oath, through hell I'll crawl,
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During that war,
we cheated death from his victory.
And with a roar,
we rose up, in glory.
As brothers,
we'd gladly dive into hell;
And as brothers,
we'd all have stories to tell.
We'd bring up our men,
and defeat any foe.
We'd rise up again,
This much we know...
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And now;
The war, ended it may be,
but its still going inside of me,
all that I've done, and all that I've killed,
all the blood that has been spilled...
gunfire's echo, causing a fright,
its all that hear, in the peace of night,
"I must stay normal, I must stand tall,
Guess its time, through hell I shall crawl.."
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Me and my army of brothers went over the hill,
If only then, we knew, of wars cold chill,
And now, dead I may be...
But my brothers rise up,
For they are now free.

Because of you,
I'm happy to leave.
Because of you,
Because of you.
Death, that in dying,
I feel your love,
A love like I'm flying.
Because of you,
Because of you.
The chirping from doves.
A chirping choir,
It fills me wholly with joy and desire,
Because of you,
Because of you.
And if in dying,
I feel no other pain.
I'd be content to die a thousand a day.
Because of you,
Because of you.
Through death it will grow.
My love for you,
My love for you.

Whats the point?
Why are we here, why not there? Why are we human, why not a hare? Why are we alive, why not dead?
Whats the point of living, if the most felt feeling is dread?
I know that, without hatred, there is no love. I see that without Sorrow, there is no happiness.
But, it makes you wonder, whats the point! Yes, living life to the fullest is great, yet not living is also great! By living, you can feel pain, sorrow, agony, yet, when dead, you feel no pain, sorrow, or agony, yet, you also feel no love, joy, or happiness!
Isaac Newton once said, that for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction,  this is true, but, not only with forces. I'll give you an example, Happiness and Sorrow, Love and Hatred, Pain and Joy, Death and Life! What is the point of it all if they just cancel out!
They're all opposites, yet, we still live on, as if nothing happened, and nothing is different, but, I know, nothing is the same, it may feel like crap, but don't take the blame!
I wonder, is it possible to find true happiness? Is it possible to find true love?
You may not know it, but life is a riddle. Can't find the words? You wanna see the riddle? Well my friend, you're looking at it!