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Dead Heroes
What starts with a pause,
and a cause for fear
So desperate to clear the air
from our eyes
So what to conclude
from what has ensued
Delusions of mine
I'd have to decline
For what have we done
but thrown it all away
With eyes toward the sun
the brightness is so hard to take
And though I suppose
we oppose what we hear
The goal was never
so clear in my mind
You think that this war
of yours is to save
But rather relieve you enslave
Your cold conscience
With eyes toward the sun
the brightness is so hard to take
For what have we done
but thrown it all away
I hope we’re not too late
The comfort has slipped
right through our hands
They'll tell you there's no way in
To follow by right or by demands
The hardest of falls
will strengthen the stand
For what have we done
but thrown it all away
With eyes toward the sun
the brightness is so hard to take
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