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[The Seasons Unchained]

A fragile ray of light goes right through me
While I open my eyes
Mother's face looks grave and gloomy
As an old candlelight
Withered morning-glory
If only I could have picked your soul
With this picture of you
I remember your smile
When you sang me this song

"As the men are falling down and down
We the children stand straight"

We are no longer sons
We are no longer daughters
We rise above all
And we stand above petty quarrels

I still see my poor brothers lying on a pool of blood
I can still hear the mothers-in-mourning weeping voices
Refusing to be comforted because they are no more
Who could give this vile order which out-Herods Herod?

"As the men are falling down and down
We the children stand straight"
The end of all things as a legacy?
We can't believe our voices ascend for nothing
(We the children) we the sacrificed
(All in this together) we the "no future"
We will all get through this together
We will all stand and face the consequences