an allusion to the beauty the could be won if we lived in harmony with each other and all the earths inhabitants.
lyrics
i know of a place,
where the winter's are warm,
and the people don't cut each other down,
like it was nothing.
what a shame it is,
to only exist,
within the space that occupies your head.
the city will burn blood red,
what will it matter if your already dead?
i don't wanna see you grow cold,
behind a tv screen,
thinking everything you love,
is an illusion.
i understand that it's hard,
to know what is real,
when you keep waking up in a bad dream.
the city will burn blood red,
what will it matter if your already dead?
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