Soiled Rags (Let Us Raise Our Hands in Victory)

What did I do...to you. What did I do. My brothers through and through never meant to do you no harm. All I wanted was to be your friend until the end. Blood...scabs...you punish me (and my feet slowly sink into the mud). Blood-soaked rags tell many stories and opening and examining them heeds a nightmare for I am reminded of broken bonds and the loss of stength and when the blood dries, will these conditions remain solid forever cause I never thought I'd see you gone . We can only do so much on our own, but hand in hand we can accomplish many things. So when you tore us apart and never told me why you never told me...how could I have known? Cause I wrapped you (this relationship) with soiled rags (soaked in the stench of the beast). Only one choice together (like brothers). We must come together (and sisters). Let us raise our hands together. Let us raise our hands in victory.