Letras
Sirens Blaring, children Crying
In a world where hope is Dying
Dried Bellies, empty eyes
Tears falling like rain from inside
It seems so easy to suffer
And life is so easy to break
What is the price of their lives, their smile, their dreams
And the light of their days?
Was it worth it to play?
Such an ignorant game
Thrust by those Kings and Queens born inside old regimes fed
By fear and rage
Press reset and reclaim
Roofs are cracking, people crawling
In a World where "The Dark" is rising
Empty pockets, hollow eyes
Their innocent dreams slowly die
It seems so hard to be free
And so easy to try
To believe that this pain is just the only way to keep heaven alive
Was it worth it to play?
Such an ignorant game
Thrust by those Kings and Queens born inside old regimes fed
By fear and rage
Press reset and reclaim