Shameless, earnest
Each soul driven by its conscience
Aren't we all the heroes in our own stories?
Risen from glory?
Or are we all
Nothing more than kings who point their swords at their brother?
This is my vantage
You have yours, I'll have mine
We'll never see eye to eye, oh
We sow the seeds of peace, not sorrow
We are the souls, who pay for the war
The war of tomorrow
Fragile, broken
Human hidden in the differences
We've risen from the same ashes
Yet, we were each other's matches
Oh, this my vantage
We're standing on the same line
But you are low and I am high, oh
Ah (this my vantage)
Ah (we're standing on the same line)
Ah (but you are low and I am high)
Mmm, this is my vantage
You have yours, I'll have mine
We'll never see eye to eye (ah)
This is my vantage (we sow the seeds of)
You have yours, I'll have mine, we'll never see eye to eye (peace, not sorrow)
With our vantage (we are the souls who)
We're standing on the same line, but you are low and I am high (pay for the war)
What separates all our minds (we pay for)
Is none of us will ever live the same life (the war, the war of tomorrow)