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And fire lightens the scene

Makes tragedy look beautiful

A scavenger shadow sort remains

In black gasoline smoke

From leaves drops liquid sorrow

Swallowed, by deadend fields

And the soft voice of reason

Shattered by polished grenades

Children left without an answer

Shoved into a game of fear

And a mute world that is watching

As all of us are going down

Star shells cut the red night sky

Raining fire up to heaven

Painting pictures in a frenzy

Leaving scars in angels faces

Where, where do I

Where, where do I belong?

Children left without an answer

Shoved into a game of fear

And a mute world that is watching

As all of us are going down

Star shells cut the red night sky

Raining fire up to heaven

Painting pictures in a frenzy

Leaving scars in angels faces

Where, where do I

Where, where do I belong?

Where, where, where do I

Where, where do I belong?