Clash of iron under stormy skies
Fury burning in a thousand eyes
Fields once green now stained with red
Echoes of the fallen of the countless dead
We march to drums that sound our doom
Battles rage from noon to moon
Why do we fight what do we gain
In this endless sea of pain?
Can we not see the blood we spill
Is our own by our own will?
In the mirror of war's cruel light
We face our shadows we face our plight
Swords and shadows a dance of demise
Lost in the fury we sever ties
Walls we build from fear and hate
Locked inside our own checkmate
Tears mix with the rains that fall
On graves too young too small
Why do we fight what do we gain
In this endless sea of pain?
Can we not see the blood we spill
Is our own by our own will?
In the mirror of war's cruel light
We face our shadows we face our plight
Can you hear the cries beneath the roar?
The silent plea from the core
It's not too late to sheathe the sword
To heal the wounds to mend the cord
Wake from this trance from this war's allure
Beyond the battle life is pure
Bound by blood yet we can choose
To forge peace to refuse to lose
Lyrica Hallow - A Dance of Demise (The Rise and Fall of Humanity Act II) Lyrics
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Clash of iron under stormy skies
Fury burning in a thousand eyes
Fields once green now stained with red
Echoes of the fallen of the countless dead
We march to drums that sound our doom
Battles rage from noon to moon
Why do we fight what do we gain
In this endless sea of pain?
Can we not see the blood we spill
Is our own by our own will?
In the mirror of war's cruel light
We face our shadows we face our plight
Swords and shadows a dance of demise
Lost in the fury we sever ties
Walls we build from fear and hate
Locked inside our own checkmate
Tears mix with the rains that fall
On graves too young too small
Why do we fight what do we gain
In this endless sea of pain?
Can we not see the blood we spill
Is our own by our own will?
In the mirror of war's cruel light
We face our shadows we face our plight
Can you hear the cries beneath the roar?
The silent plea from the core
It's not too late to sheathe the sword
To heal the wounds to mend the cord
Wake from this trance from this war's allure
Beyond the battle life is pure
Bound by blood yet we can choose
To forge peace to refuse to lose
Fury burning in a thousand eyes
Fields once green now stained with red
Echoes of the fallen of the countless dead
We march to drums that sound our doom
Battles rage from noon to moon
Why do we fight what do we gain
In this endless sea of pain?
Can we not see the blood we spill
Is our own by our own will?
In the mirror of war's cruel light
We face our shadows we face our plight
Swords and shadows a dance of demise
Lost in the fury we sever ties
Walls we build from fear and hate
Locked inside our own checkmate
Tears mix with the rains that fall
On graves too young too small
Why do we fight what do we gain
In this endless sea of pain?
Can we not see the blood we spill
Is our own by our own will?
In the mirror of war's cruel light
We face our shadows we face our plight
Can you hear the cries beneath the roar?
The silent plea from the core
It's not too late to sheathe the sword
To heal the wounds to mend the cord
Wake from this trance from this war's allure
Beyond the battle life is pure
Bound by blood yet we can choose
To forge peace to refuse to lose
Writer: Rodrigo Blanco
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