Black Flag

Cultivate your garden
It looks like a battle field
Before the grass hardens
Pour some water
Grow some trees

Take a look around you
Can you find a little green?
Black flag is fluttering in the middle of the nothing
You were late to save your piece

Walking on the stones
On burning coals
This is what became of your land
You have to pay the price
The soles are melting
Soon your feet will crumble
You'll never catch the rise

Never saw it coming
Everything was just in place
The black flag used to be multicolored
Awareness changed its tint

Walking on the stones
On burning coals
This is what became of your land
You have to pay the price
The soles are melting
Soon your feet will crumble
You'll never catch the rise

The black flag sealed your fate
To be walking on the stones



Credits
Writer(s): Carlos De Lima Junior
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