Wake, morning is yearning
There's a riot growing uptown in the streets.
Wake. See what I see
Snow has fallen down and fired up their spirit.
Fake were the swords and shields we held
Proud were the war chants we strongly yelled
Mysterious was the truth unveiled
But how does it end?
Snow has covered all the sand…
Come, let's march and redeem
There's an angry steam rising from brains and bodies.
Snow will be stained with the blood of our dreams.
So why don't we drift away
And unravel what's to say?
So why don't we drift away?
All will end today.
