No more nightmares
Thrills or pain
No more trouble
No survivors, doubts or shame
Friends or rivals
If the world goes up in flames
As the setting summer glows
Where the endless rivers flow
We will walk through the fields of gold
To hear the silence as it grows
Down a hall of broken mirrors
That reflect a violent past
I can see why others fear us
From the shadows we have cast
We are young and we are angry
We are so consumed with lust
For the beauty of the country
In the bank and god we trust
All accounts on earth and heaven
Will be settled in the dust

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