Текст песни:

Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history
But who's to judge the right from wrong
When our guard is down I think we'll both agree
That violence breeds violence

But in the end it has to be this way

I've cut my own path, you've followed your wrath but maybe we're both the same
The world has turned, and so many have burned
But nobody is to blame
It's tearing across this barren wasted land
I feel new life could be born beneath the blood stained sand

Beneath the blood stained sand