Rise. (this is a new morning)
Legions of tears fall from your eyes that have swelled shut
assassins come armed with the enmity that kills us
your sword, drawn for me
your cloak, pulled to conceal the truth from my eyes
the lies, blood on your hands
wars waged, is there hope for peace?
I once called you brother
though I cannot tell you, I wanted you to know...
I still care.
This is a new morning, let's let old fires die
close your deceitful lips
and I will lay down my pride