Even When Alone

the blackened plow, the blood stained glove. the hammered blade, some call it love. the bottomless well, cant drink enough.... the blackened plow, the blood stained glove. the eyes of hunger, empty face of loss. the wheel of man turns despite the cost. when you're lost at sea, and your ship is tossed. the eyes of hunger, empty face of loss. and still the takers take till the blood is drawn. while the innocent pray in the dark before dawn. the weak sacrificed to feed the strong... the takers take till the blood is drawn. love plots no revenge, stands even when alone with the heart of right forgives the wrong. knows there has to be more than just flesh and bones... love plots no revenge, stands even when alone!