News From Babel - Victory lyrics

Shadows slip between The houses In the early Afternoon Silent shadows in the sunlight Slight as rumour Strong as the Sun In empty streets And over Ancient fields Victory marches On its secret feet For here, we Are in Shadow - where the Light Meets Matter Where The warming Sun Makes Cold Where Radiance Produces None Here we are all strangers And must die alone Words run like mercury From mouth to mouth But we hear nothing Armies are marching From strike to strike But we see no one We shoot at Shadows Fear Is our Air Surprise Our destroyer Orders Our enemy Ghost of the field Child of the Street Victory marches On its secret Feet