In the world of the rose I will find my answers there In the world, or life I will find my rose
Turn to-the-burning silence, violence reels you back in- side us will you be the one to-confide and side with us in this our time of desperation nations blame, each faking what they see.
When in-the-land of Rome we saw what comes and goes with all of-the-king's horses fallen to beds of roses time to-defend our nation comes with advent of the birthing of our war machines
See what-our-world creates in spite of our own culture vultures there they-would-circle round the grounded soldier timing when they'll feed upon his-remains they lie to-themselves with words like Strategy
That is-the-essence of our souls compressed in rows and columns, how could-we-follow hollow boasts in volumes threatening to be on the side of those we labelled before as our enemy
Look to-the-future soak in broken wheels of-devotion Find them in the-commotion caused by all the-convultions that were part of-the-viral advertising rising there beyond our eastern sea
We offer-mercy to what was controversy and then see what-was-wrought when we were part of-the-broken empire dire consequences left with all the liars' desires and now we face our own theories