A quiet moment fills the air, this tolldrum of our existence
The faith we lost in time of fear, mesmerized by this resistance
No reason now for despair, this final message of persistence
We pray, we hold onto this dream, this evolution of persecution
Strained emotion, riddle your mind, hanging on with steel persistence
The red in their eyes constricts the flow, this frozen ground of true conviction
Shadows of men, moving through dirt, this human target of extinction
A final shot is solemnly herd, who will get this final word
The earth covers the shattered remains
Life and death are really the same
The pain you feel is not for real
The moments you spent wondering how it would all end
In a time, in a place, in a state of honor and grace
In a breath, in a death, in a sound you'll be found
Writer(s): Nowell Rhys Fulber, Bill Leeb
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