Throughout the constant vows of the lost and goneblind and wrong

Inside a faith without a homea fire that is cold

But grows so wellwho s to tellabout it all

A nation cannot seethe hardest part to take

Is not for methe dying trees

This is what wars are made of

Haunted...

The readings cracked and grey and plagiarized to date

Altered by the bastards of pure disguise of seas and skies

The pagan drums should wakethe sleeping of the fools to forget the

church s language

Who s the foolme or you

The greatest mask of fatethe longest battle through the text of great

predictions

For me and youthe old and new

This is what wars are made of

Haunted...

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