If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
drying in the colour of the evening sun
tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
something in our minds will always stay
perhaps this final act was meant
to clinch a leftme's a argument
that nothing comes through villence
and nithing evercould
for all those born beneath an angry star
On and on the rain will fall
like tears from a star
like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
how fragile we are
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how fragile we are