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Overcome

When the war at the door

You have to deal with it, to overcome

Modern warriors searching for blood

In this dog pound called life

Remain unbroken, free will

Truth was seen

Arena is fullfilled with anger and fear

Son from mother was teared

Father closed his eyes, playing dead

Even the heroes afraid of the end

We trying to carve our names

Into the skin of the world

But played ourself

Trying be god

Played so many roles

And still here pretending what?

Time to reveal

Your grimace from the fog

Such a good tale to tell

But honor is dead

Showing medals and smile

New blood come to be heard

No more respect for the past

Such an oblivious kind to be proud