Fragments of the past are covered by the sands of time

Innocence is lost again, the path of peace is left behind

Distorted, enraged voices

They vanished from all our twisted minds



Are these decades of fear and hate the answer to our own seclusion?

The written word has turned to dust only to rise again

Now the great eclipse is here and falls over the cold wasteland



Segments of the future are hidden by the clouds of shame

We've followed absurd dreams, be sure that you're awake now

Distorted, enraged voices

Are never to be heard around here no more





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