Echoes of the Fallen
Through the pages of history stained with grief
Lessons in blood inscribed damn deep beneath
Wars that shattered the hearts of the brave
Yet here we stand at the edge of the grave
Whispers of ancestors their cries in the wind
Promises made to never let darkness win
But shadows stretch as the old fears return
As fires of tyranny once again burn
We've seen the pain felt the damn loss
Walked through fields where lives were the cost
Why must history repeat its sins
When will we learn from what has been
Monuments crumble but memories fucking stay
Haunting the future leading us astray
Games of power played with human lives
As a new despot rises and freedom dies
Hear the roar of the fallen echoing through time
A plea for peace in a world damn sublime
Their spirits linger begging us to see
The cost of blind power, the loss of the free
We've seen the pain felt the damn loss
Walked through fields where lives were the cost
Why must history repeat its sins
When will we learn from what has been
We've seen the pain felt the damn loss
Walked through fields where lives were the cost
Why must history repeat its sins
When will we learn from what has been
In the silence after the battle's roar
Facing the dawn of dark days once more
How many more lessons until we see
Do we really want this to be our goddamn legacy
Lessons in blood inscribed damn deep beneath
Wars that shattered the hearts of the brave
Yet here we stand at the edge of the grave
Whispers of ancestors their cries in the wind
Promises made to never let darkness win
But shadows stretch as the old fears return
As fires of tyranny once again burn
We've seen the pain felt the damn loss
Walked through fields where lives were the cost
Why must history repeat its sins
When will we learn from what has been
Monuments crumble but memories fucking stay
Haunting the future leading us astray
Games of power played with human lives
As a new despot rises and freedom dies
Hear the roar of the fallen echoing through time
A plea for peace in a world damn sublime
Their spirits linger begging us to see
The cost of blind power, the loss of the free
We've seen the pain felt the damn loss
Walked through fields where lives were the cost
Why must history repeat its sins
When will we learn from what has been
We've seen the pain felt the damn loss
Walked through fields where lives were the cost
Why must history repeat its sins
When will we learn from what has been
In the silence after the battle's roar
Facing the dawn of dark days once more
How many more lessons until we see
Do we really want this to be our goddamn legacy
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Writer(s): Marcus Konitzny
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