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As we die and nothing's done

As we try and choose wrong

And every dream in red decays

Let our end be the end

Of human race

No tear I weep

No hand to take

No ground to creep

No cause for hate

No tear of ice

No red sunrise

Deep blue sea so cold

No blossom no bird

A tree of stone so old

And no gold under dirt

Pure pain inside I could embrace

Freezing tears and blood and face

Where the cold wind once did blow

Now it's too cold to snow

Just one tear

Or caculated hate

Or ice to break

Or fear of fate

No single drop

And no cascade

Never - autumned inside

Never - too late