Genre: Realism
Within ourselves we’ve lost our way
From deep valleys to mountain decay,
While swimming in the pools of blood and bones
In the process of giving birth to an enthrone,
We’ve forget the method of wrong and right
Its time to see the dying light.
The veteran taught us to help others
We ignored everything with uncertain druthers,
The clock ticks and time passes so sharp
From Beethoven’s tune to Syrian bombard,
We’ve forget the method of wrong and right
Its time to see the dying light.
Just go ahead with a heart full of pain,
And remember me when times restrain.
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