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Bone dry
Parched earth
Crust woven under the heat of banishment
Revolving world crack forms on a sea of gold
Genetic rebirth of secrets untold
Arise the single crimson rose
Flesh so soft thorns razor cold
Length of cycle now unknown
Only dust to dust to eternity
Cold becomes hot and soft turns hard
Disintergration grain of sand
Return to the earth to become the land
So short the time
So short the span
Arise the single crimson rose
Flesh so soft thorns razor cold
Length of cycle now unknown
Only dust to dust to eternity
Beyond the walls further than you can see there is other land
Beneath the boundaries of your feet there is the history of man
How little we must know of what is over these blood drawn lines
How insignificant a life must be in the minds from the other side
Crossing the names off lifes list of time
Just to see yourself rule
It is ego and belligerent mind
To drive a soul to something so cruel
Well below the shelters safety
They move the flags on the map
Faceless numbers up to the line
A brutal callous numbers attack
Well below the shelters safety
They move the flags on the map
Faceless numbers up to the line
A brutal callous numbers ATTACK...
Deafening thunder roar, bright white burns blinding eyes
Sky now sending death, killing rain that burns the flesh
Blood flows freely as piercing steel seeks random rest
Numbers halve for one small piece of war torn land of red
All the walls
What are they for 'cos in the end
The lines mean nothing
Cold becomes hot and soft turns hard again
Come midnight of the fight, the battles gone you kept your life
But there's a dagger in your brain, and you can't draw it free
Gory recollection of the twisted sights you left behind
You kept your life but the bloody war it has destroyed your mind
All the walls
What are they for 'cos in the end
The lines mean nothing
Cold becomes hot and soft turns hard again
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