So much for anger
Annihilation
Slips away from me like sand
So long to the inferno
Scorched swiftly in a dream
~
I’m no longer weighed down
By deadly words or deeds
The need has died within me
I float on, I float on
~
Never mind to desolation
To the iron binds of war
What would have trapped us in our corners
Locked, loaded and frightened
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So much for zero hour
For our century of ashes
Blood shed among brothers
Amid a season of havoc

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