when we stand to our last goodbyes
suddenly we realize 
were torn apart .....our last fight....
it won't be tha end for us
as long as we see the light...
we can put the white flag up
because we have our trust.....
our battlefield...that was too strong.....too long
and it just created a ugly song....
what a horror....just nothing but pain
this battlefield is stupid and lame
feeling so ashamed
and alot to lose...
we can only chose 
a battlefield that has no rules
we looked like fools......but still survived 
two hearts that revived 
and a new beginning 
and  no one winning 
we can stand together.. with no blood... no goodbyes.....or
fears... or surprise
we need a growing seed
together we can lead.... 
no longer this battlefield can make us bleed
so let's call it a tie....
no one had die...
just no surrender... of our tender....... relation....this
is both our dam nation
so this battlefield has no meaning...
but a friendship so bright and gleming 
and a beautiful sight for seeing.....this battlefield has
ended.......(the end)