If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one,Drying in the colour of the evening sun.Tomorrowґs rain will wash the stains away,But something in our minds will always stay.Perhaps this final act was meant to clinch a lifetimeґs argumentThat nothing comes 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 fallLike tears from the star, like tears from the star.On and on the rain will sayHow fragile we are, how fragile we are. On and on the rain will fallLike tears from a star like tears from a starOn and on the rain will sayHow fragile we are how fragile we areHow fragile we are how fragile we are
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