we must play our lives like soldiers in the field

but life is short i'm running faster all the time

strength and beauty destined to decay

so cut the rose in full bloom



'til the fearless come and the act is done

a love like blood, a love like blood



everyday through all frustration and despair

love and hate fight with burning hearts

'til legends live and man is god again

(and self-preservation rules the day no more)



we must dream of promised lands and fields

that never fade in season

as we move towards no end we learn to die

red tears are shed on grey