Dreams like daydreaming, like
Secluding yourself
Dreams of something called native
Home
Full of bliss and full of wealth
Wherever this takes me and wherever
This may end
Sonn it breaks me cause it keeps
Nothing to understand
A witless process, fading like bad
Memories
Around they focus
On something they would call it
Peace
After these atrocities
Shadow of integrity is wandering
Through these fields of death
Fighting fire with a fire gun
Like taking your last breath
Nothing left inside, my mind so blown
Away
What asking god within this chaos
Don't dare guessing what he would
Say?
But still obeying, aborting
Rationality
Around they're praying
For something they will call it peace
After these atrocities
Shadow of integrity is wandering
Through these fields of death
Fighting fire with a fire gun
Like taking your last breath
Fighting fire with a fire gun
Like taking your last breath
