Then at last we all realize.
It isan't fate that makes us but merely ourselves.
We trust to be lied too,relying on simply words with phalse hopes and undetermined meanings,we love to be betrayed,When at last the person you thought you knew turns their back on you,we fight a that never ends because the enemy is too powerful for even the strongest of hands
We must think only of the good and of only lesser evil and wish no harm to the world and it is then the tables will go on for the better[/size
It isan't fate that makes us but merely ourselves.
We trust to be lied too,relying on simply words with phalse hopes and undetermined meanings,we love to be betrayed,When at last the person you thought you knew turns their back on you,we fight a that never ends because the enemy is too powerful for even the strongest of hands
We must think only of the good and of only lesser evil and wish no harm to the world and it is then the tables will go on for the better[/size