ometimes, the tears beat my eyes
when i see truth digging the lies
(for a moment)
When i see hope stifled in blood
unaware of defeat until that last shot
When i see those desperate eyes
i cry
Sometimes i clench my fists
because the fight was waged
but the battle had been pitched
when i look at the past
i hold one dream
a new october 1917
When i feel that desperate wish
i clench my fists
when i see truth digging the lies
(for a moment)
When i see hope stifled in blood
unaware of defeat until that last shot
When i see those desperate eyes
i cry
Sometimes i clench my fists
because the fight was waged
but the battle had been pitched
when i look at the past
i hold one dream
a new october 1917
When i feel that desperate wish
i clench my fists