The Combat

They fight

Every night

When she's alone in the pale blue light

People running with fire through the air

Taking eye for an eye and she's there

Engaged in

Combat

In the stream, you might might get away when dying

But out here

Out here

It's no game

You will find that your little world will be torn apart

Along with your name

She hides

In the sky

Alert and armed by a thousand whys

How come everyone's turning from her?

The enemy fades and she's caught in a blur

Engaged in

Combat

In the stream you might get away when dying

Out here

Out here it's no game

But you will find that your little world could be torn apart

Smoldering

New breed of peons

Post era in realities

Yeah

Whoa

Whoa

Combat

In a stream you might get to play the hero

Awaiting

A quaking inferno

But you will find that your little world could be torn apart

In one day