Out of the ashes into a new force of will
Formed by the hands of a fool, a tools 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 suprise 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
Wake up
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