We could never have won this;
We were fighting lions
Now we've all but conquered fate,
So hate us, and see if we mind
Washing off the dust
Like the first rains of the raining season
And encircling rage and reason, we postponed our grieving
But the rains, they never seem to come
To have you here
To make you see
The wild hoax we pulled; it's all over
What care for glory?
What care for thee?
By now, you know it's all over.
All over.
All over.
To this house of stone we flock
Hiding like the snails between the reeds and rocks
And they'll be searching the valleys in vain
As we'll be waiting for the rain
A nation reborn;
A lame shepherd
One must wait and go for the throat when hunting leopard
Now, we're blinking back each tear
There's no changing the balance of fear
To have you here
To make you see
The wild hoax we pulled; it's all over
What care for glory?
What care for thee?
By now, you know it's all over.
All over.
All over.
To have you here
To make you see
The wild hoax we pulled; it's all over
What care for glory?
What care for thee?
By now, you know it's all over.
To have you here
To make you see
The wild hoax we pulled; it's all over
What care for glory?
What care for thee?
By now, you know
It's all over
All over.
All over.
All over.
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