• We are both broken and battered
    Left there shattered
    To find the life that we've always known
    Unforgiving to society
    Pronounced dead to those that would be the care
    Lost in times that have long been gone
    For no one cares of two miscreants
    Wandering the streets with no hope left
    Unbeknownst to those they pass each day
    Are the ones that appeared to have gone astray
    The worlds last hope against comings of death
    A plague of fears the will leave them searching to clear the mess
    These two children, born worlds apart
    Will find each other’s weary hearts
    And begin a journey built for two
    To burn the world
    And build anew