"To prepare you
To prepare you
To prepare your minds
For this great war"
To each dream, its fragrance
To life, its dread
To each angst, its pain
To each truth, its rumour
We've lost our cause
We've drained this fear
With burning glass
With another cheap thrill
Its trust, regained
Its strife, removed
So be unkind
Or be sedated
Did tomorrow swear
Not to spare itself?
Nor anyone else?
Nor anyone else?
To each dream, its fragrance
To life, its dread
To each angst, its pain
To each truth, its rumour
To prepare you
To prepare your minds
For this great war"
To each dream, its fragrance
To life, its dread
To each angst, its pain
To each truth, its rumour
We've lost our cause
We've drained this fear
With burning glass
With another cheap thrill
Its trust, regained
Its strife, removed
So be unkind
Or be sedated
Did tomorrow swear
Not to spare itself?
Nor anyone else?
Nor anyone else?
To each dream, its fragrance
To life, its dread
To each angst, its pain
To each truth, its rumour
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