Endless Circle

When I see all those people
Face down, lying to the floor
Paralyzed by the fear of a dreadful invader
When I see that the fire and the flames are burning everything
I can't help but to wonder, what is this decay?

Don't play the hero
There is no past, there is no future
This open wound will kill us all
The blood on our hands will dry before the sunset
And recall us the price to pay
For freedom, in a place that is no home to us

Come and see the blood on the streets
The children playing through the dead
A circle with no end, with no God
Because underneath different skies
We are all born the same
The only difference that I see
Is the rulers from above

Don't play the hero
There is no past, there is no future
This open wound will kill us all
The blood on our hands will dry before the sunset
And recall us the price to pay
For freedom, in a place that is no home to us

Step aside and see
The price of fake democracy
The path that they know to follow
We can't behead the king for them
They know the way



Credits
Writer(s): Ludovick Daoust, Simon Lavoie
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