I find inspiration in anything, so I write about politics(or anti politics), war, love, spirituality and alot more. I write music now, basically.

Here is a chorus.

As wetness pours straight from my eyes, I see your sight
And I weep your stolen cries
For this cannot be your last plight,
And if the tears do not stream down your face
Raise the blade, put away what the past came to create.