The God of War

[the Draç]

Align, we win, we know that it's our fate.

In love, I run, I try to escape.

The fate aligns, my small soul hurts.

Hoping to God, that this relationship will work.

Upset, I'm calm, I feel her hurt.

I back off, I see, I come across as a jerk.

A friend, she lies, she comes to a complete stop.

My best friend, who sues, he wishes to be on top.

The plan, all along, we try to be cool.

Only to end up, looking like fools.

Designed, it's right, we look to rule.

Ridiculed to the death, we look like tools.

Amazed, I see, I wish it was known.

A bird's eye view, his wing finally sown.

Come across, it's right, we soar to great heights.

Apollo our God, we continue to fight.