THE CRIMSON TIDE!

Riding the Crimson Tide,
You don't care about the Times Gone By;
Or is it your Father's Pride,
Forced to bid your Past Goodbye;
Now where would you Run and Hide,
When Peace seems to be a Far Cry;
Baby, it's gonna be a Rough Ride,
Running deep through your Heaps of Lies;
Now why should I Feel for You,
Tell me just why should I Cry?!

- taozen_stories