Although I sleep so sound at night In my mind rumbles an endless fight Each side believes that they'll get more Make no mistake: this is war.
In my mind, I live alone Inside a house of cobblestone There are no neighbors, and the fight is violent But inside the house, it gets too silent
The thunder clashes with the ground The demons fire off another round Angels strike them with their bows So round 'n' round the battle goes
Why they fight, I cannot discern The demons cheer with each soul they earn Lost souls gather to find their way Falling victim, becoming prey
An angel falls, a demon dies Such things happen when fighting lies Each side is right, but both are wrong Both cry out their battle song
The truth of war, the why they fight Is sealed up in a copyright Action stars and movie scenes To drown out the righteous screams
An angel saves a soul at last The battlefield feels so less vast A total of souls saved was seven They were blessed to get to Heaven
Angels and demons call a truce The victim puts away their noose For once at last, peace is found Thus ends the savage battleground
Then the darkness comes back 'round Just when they found their common ground It starts again, just like before Make no mistake: this is war.
I blended what it's like fighting mental battles in your head, with how the world is around us. Both affect each other, and that, in itself, is a war of its own.