No color on this face of death
No shadow falls on his last breath
What are we fighting for?
No more devotion in his eyes
No longing moments no one goodbyes
What are we fighting for?
Too many loads in one place
Too many souls lay here to blaze
What are we fighting for?
Send this signal from above
Shall no one live for other's life
Now dies in front of my own eyes
What are we fighting for?
Tell memories of a crippled fool
No legacy, but life's so cruel
What are we fighting for?
Too many loads in one place
Too many souls lay here to blaze
What are we fighting for?
Send this signal from above
Once I had this final plan
Now I don't know where I stand
As the blood runs through my mind
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