The Lines of Soldiers
The world in motion, the world in blur
See the colors that illuminate and fade away
Into the chaos they fight
Who is the enemy?
Themselves
Scattered about in the mist of rain
The war rages on inside their head
Their Universe shattered and broken
They let our laughter even in combat
For they are truly fighting their mirror
And it laughs as well back at them
-Proxinova
