Out of the ashes
Into a new force of will
Formed by the hands of a fool
A tool's lack of skill
Oceans bedazzled the alpines
But who minds the glow
The glow
We are to them no bigger
Than a colony of little ants
Woke up as your heavy eyes
Cold surprise rose up
Rose up
No time, no seasons to follow
For tomorrow I am gone
We are to them no bigger
Than a colony of little ants
Sirens of silence
Reap and sow, reap and sow
Reap and sow, reap and sow
Fires asylum
Every war, every war
Every war, every war
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