In this life please remember there are songs whose endings never change. It's a long sail home through the storm through many a crosshair. All the world that hides all the faceless people crying seems so weak oh but still they're trying. But they're running blind all the same old soldiers dying over again only the traces remain.
In this world ev'ry answer only takes you back to the start. It's a long sail home through the storm through many a crosshair. All the world that hides all the faceless people crying seems so weak oh but still they're trying. But they're running blind all the same old soldiers dying over again only the traces remain.