Are We, We Are

Are we the matches that fuel the fire
Or are we the innocent fire thrown upon your homes
Are we the gasoline that is poured upon this hell
Or are we the innocence smeared across the scorched ground

Are we the protectors that we swear that we are
Or are we the evil that we swear we are fighting
Are we the brothers that will die beside each other
Or are we the speeding bullet ripping through their hearts

Are we the infected cut that cripples a nation
Or are we the bandage to heal our darkest horrors
Are we the crutch that supports the broken and downtrodden
Or are we the thorns that beg for forgiveness

From the ashes we must rise
We must protect all that we hold true
From a broken cradle to a shallow grave
We must extend our hands and hearts with no fear