if blood will flow when flesh and steel arene
drying in the colourf thevening sun
tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
something inurinds will always stay
perhaps this final act waseant
to clinch a leftme's a argument
that nothing comes through villence
for all those born beneath an angry star
lest we forget how fragile we are.
on andn the rain will fall
on andn the rain will say