Warriors Inside

The ones who hurt, the ones that heal, the many that

cower in fear, the ones who fight for what they feel

and keep their enemies near. Duck and dodge and slice and dice

through hell and back to heart. The blood in their veins is cold as ice.

Even this won't keep them apart. The shadows loom and take their

swing, preying upon the weak. There is one hope

in which they cling, to one end, their souls to seek.

The ones who last, the ones who stand, the many that