Two sides fight for your soul
But eventually, every battle takes it's toll.
The battle inside will make your head roll
And leave scars on you like a heaping coal.

Flaming thorns and twisting flames
Try to confuse you with tricks and games.
They try to make your mind so blurry
By filling your head with flaming fury.

Flying angels and shining lights
Try to save you from the darkest knights.
They use their love to keep you cool
And cut off your angry rage's fuel.

These two will fight forever more
Just to see if they can even the score.
So, choose wisely, my friend for your choice will be your mentor.
Will your choice be to destroy of will it be to restore?