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38th Parallel | | Album: |
Turn the Tides | | Title: |
Turn the Tides |
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Staring at the flames as they dance in red On the corpse of the land And there in they’re midst are wandering a countless unnamed Walking hand in hand Blind leading blind aimlessly into the quicksand’s of time where they sink On the brink of eternity cold and alone I shrink At the festering obscene corruption And my silence in the face of this mass destruction Chorus All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride Fix your eyes on the sun Get burned on the in side and turn these tides Closed minds ill equipped to deal with this madness Hearts far to hard to challenge a sadness that’s draining The soul of a generation Blanketed with tears are faces of nations Chorus Everyone laughs, everyone cries, everyone lives Everyone dies and in between they crawl Through stagnate realities longing to fly
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