I see the field of fading flowers
I see the people hanging heads
They're beaten down, abandoned martyrs
And everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Instead of snow there's only dirt
Instead of green remains and ash
There is no pleasure and no hope
These all were merged in dark collage
We speak the words that make no sense
All hope is gone there's nothing left
The future doesn't look so bright
No one can see the beams of light
Feel the breath of wind that comes to extirpate
Nation's malformation to wreck the desperation
Feel the breath of wind that comes to extirpate
Nation's malformation
I see the field of fading flowers
I see the people hanging heads
We've sunken in the depth of sorrow
And everyone knows no one cares
Instead of snow there's only dirt
Instead of green remains and ash
There is no pleasure and no hope
These all were merged in dark collage
We speak the words that make no sense
All hope is gone there's nothing left
The future doesn't look so bright
No one can see the beams of light
Feel the breath of wind that comes to extirpate
Nation's malformation to wreck the desperation
Feel the breath of wind that comes to extirpate
Nation's malformation
Feel the smell of falling ashes
Feel the smell
Feel the smell of falling ashes
Feel the smell
Feel the breath of wind that comes to extirpate
Nation's malformation to wreck the desperation
Feel the breath of wind that comes to extirpate
Nation's malformation