Two sides fighting for what's theirs
Truth in their own eyes isn't always
Eye-to-eye, or rather optic-to-optic
Red stares into blue, and blue back
Neither wavering nor afraid
Brave each in their own way
Purple and red masks adorn
Their chests, meaning so much
For paint on top of metal
Symbols of what they hold dear
Swords meet, blades cross
Laser-fire covers the battlefield
"Peace through tyranny!"
"Freedom is a right for all sentient beings!"
Two battle cries above all the rest
Power is the way for peace
Freedom is the way to peace
It is one or the other
Not both, nor neither
None know who is right
Until the judgement day
When all will win or lose