In the face of fear
The circular mantra
Why are we here
The audience is blind
To what takes place
In the pillory
Life is a stage
The vertical lights of death
In codes of red and blue
Birds in black and white
And the drums of wwii
Tattooed in numbers
Genocide is suicide
We are our own enemy
And the last judgement
Our children are hurting
In the final performance
The newborn is still
The rest is silence
The old man sings In the face of fear The circular mantra Why are we here The audience is blind To what takes place In the pillory Life is a stage The vertical lights of death In codes of red and blue Birds in black and white And the drums of wwii Tattooed in numbers Genocide is suicide We are our own enemy And the last judgement Our children are hurting In the final performance The newborn is still The rest is silence Explain Request ×
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