Maybe red's like roses? Maybe it's the pool of blood The innocents will lay in When in the end you've failed to save them? Their dying eyes Are wide and white like snow And now they know The cost of trusting you's obliteration
Mirrors will shatter Crushed by the weight of the world The pillars collapse in shame
There'll be no rest There'll be no love There'll be no hero in the end Who will rise above And when it ends The good will crawl The shining light will sink in darkness Victory for hate incarnate Misery and pain for all When it falls
Swallowed by the darkness Soon the moon is bathed in black The light of hope is taken And discontent is the contagion
The blinding eyes That burn a yellow flame The embers that remain Will light the fuse of condemnation
Kingdoms in tatters Hung on the brink of a war The peace will succumb to flames
This is not a tragedy It's not an accident You placed your faith in fools And now you'll smother in lament
They play the part of allies Claiming peace their only goal But once the fight for power starts They'll eat each other whole
Their iron gloves point fingers They'll wage a war of blame And mankind will wilt in pain
There'll be no rest There'll be no love There'll be no hero in the end Who will rise above And when it ends The good will crawl The shining light will sink in darkness Victory for hate incarnate Misery and pain for all When it falls
