A Piece of Something but Not of Mind

Cloud of black smoke with her
dark hair and her
darker smile, white eyes
what was it what did it mean?
I didn't really
know back then but now I
think I'm starting to under
stand.

I got to go
give yourself over to the men
of
the ones that think they've got piece
of mind when they
haven't got a piece of
anything.

I hear it in the ear I smell it in the sky I
could stand tall if I want to if I choose to I
could really end it all here if I
wanted to.

I hear the hiss of metal on
metal of steel on
steel of swords
screeching and squeaking.

Right in my ear it is
the two sides of a world
that I did not know existed and
there is a battle that goes on and
on and on and
on inside of myself that never
ends and that is the one thing
that I can not seem
to stop.