Yes it was here I saw it rise
I saw it collapse
Devotion transformed into a burden
All too heavy for a man to bear
The collected wisdom
And the art of crawling
Vanished when we became strangers
Yes it was here I saw it collapse
I saw it rise again, in a new form
Fire, walk with me
Don't hide but show me new home
The sand once so thick
Now slipping through my fingers
The wounds once scarred and healed
Now forever bleeding inside
Fire, walk with me
Don't hide but show me new home
Behold the quicksand, my brothers
Our strength was always
To find solid ground
The sand once so thick
Now slipping through my fingers
The wounds once scarred and healed
Now bleeding inside again
In this moment of confusion I wonder
Should I try once more
Would I fail once more
In this moment of final conclusion I wonder
Why don't I even care anymore
Sutuoktiniu ar Hedonistu
Verslininku ar Komunistu
Atlikėju ar šou verslo šliužu.
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