Zeno

All right. Uh, here we go. So it begins, a fire all around us, A fire rising up to the sky. Does anyone win when towers turn to ashes and Towers turn to skeleton spines? And look at us now. Are we enemies or brothers sticking up flags on The ground? Did love just run out Or only change her colors? We're tripping on the colors that surround us. Fight our way up. The rain is never-ending. The rain is catching up to us now. Remaining, we drown. Don't confess to anything. No one's ratting anyone out. And look at us now. Are we enemies or brothers stepping on the flags On the ground? Did love just run out Or only change her colors? The psychedelic colors that surround us. This black and white town where soured imaginations, Where sour imaginations are found. But we hold our ground. We paddle automatic. Rifles automatically sound. And look at us now. Are we enemies or brothers picking up our flags From the ground? Did true love fade out or she only changes Colors? She wears like all the colors that surround Us. Come Chaos and mystery, an ocean of light. We can do what needs to be right. Violence and honor, Star in our sight. Do what needs to be Right. Oh. Oh.