Theme: Victory: Thousands Crushed
Theme: Victory: Thousands Crushed
Everything I saw when I was born
Was something that left me terrified and torn
It scarred deep in my flesh newborn
The feelings of loss and scorn
Everything I saw when I grew up
Was something that made me hurt and angry
It left my soul gasping for calm
The occasional victory felt like wicked foolery
Everything I saw when I finally died
Was something deep and painfully permanent
It hollowed out emotions, and I knew
Only a true victory does not leave thousands crushed
