A mind without reason
echoes of a past
of a changing season

Memories turning to stone
looking through broken glass
of all that is gone

A city burning to dust
losing faith in trust
with demons burning inside us
and we do what we must

In a world of lies and treason
do we stand here alone
with a smoking gun
in a world burning like the sun

Souls cry for freedom
as time slips by so fast
burning in what we have become
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