IF BLOOD WILL FLOW
WHEN FLESH AND STEEL
ARE ONE
DRYIN' IN THE COLOR
OF THE EVENING SUN
TOMORROW'S RAIN
WILL WASH THE STAINS
AWAY
BUT SOMETHING
IN OUR MIND
WILL ALWAYS STAY
PERHAPS THIS FINAL ACT
WAS MEANT
TO CLINCH
A LIFETIME'S ARGUMENT
THAT NOTHIN' COME
FROM VIOLENCE
AND NOTHING
EVER COULD
FOR ALL THOSE BORN
BENEATH AN ANGRY STAR
LEST WE FORGET
HOW FRAGILE WE ARE
ON AND ON
THE RAIN WILL FALL
LIKE TEARS
FROM THE STARS
LIKE TEARS
FROM THE STARS
ON AND ON
THE RAIN WILL SAY
HOW FRAGILE WE ARE
HOW FRAGILE WE ARE
ON AND ON
THE RAIN WILL FALL
LIKE TEARS
FROM THE STARS
LIKE TEARS
FROM THE STARS
ON AND ON
THE RAIN WILL SAY
HOW FRAGILE WE ARE
HOW FRAGILE WE ARE
HOW FRAGILE WE ARE
HOW FRAGILE WE ARE
HOW FRAGILE WE ARE
HOW FRAGILE WE ARE
HOW FRAGILE WE ARE
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