The Great Debate (The End of Fallacy) Testo

From in our own homes,
to far past the sea.
A war rages on,
between evil and peace.

They both think they're right,
that neither are wrong.
But the debate will go strong,
until they're both gone.
Oh the end is coming,
direct from our mouth.
All the pleas that you hear,
they don't make a sound.

For what once had been flourished,
will eventually fade.
The fallacies unearthed,
they don't mean a thing.