Genre: Realism
 
Within ourselves we’ve lost our way

From deep valleys to mountain decay,

While swimming in the pools of blood and bones

In the process of giving birth to an enthrone,

We’ve forget the method of wrong and right

Its time to see the dying light.

The veteran taught us to help others

We ignored everything with uncertain druthers,

The clock ticks and time passes so sharp

From Beethoven’s tune to Syrian bombard,

We’ve forget the method of wrong and right

Its time to see the dying light.

Just go ahead with a heart full of pain,

And remember me when times restrain.

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