all that remains
is the sinking feeling
that nothing will change
all that remains
is that our souls leave their mark
what remains
carved in stone
our handprints
the demise of the race
self inflicted
lost crusades
end of all lessons
dust in the minds
what's left of us
all that remains
is the will to survive
but we can't withstand
these black holes
mud and burnt soil
they reflect the eyes of the ignorant
whose death
ust a drop in the bucket
deep furrows
not overcome
all that remains
is the will to survive
but we can't withstand
all that remains
is the paradox of our being
what remains
is the sinking feeling
that nothing will change
all that remains
is that our souls leave their mark
what remains
carved in stone
our handprints
the demise of the race
self inflicted
lost crusades
end of all lessons
dust in the minds
what's left of us
all that remains
is the will to survive
but we can't withstand
these black holes
mud and burnt soil
they reflect the eyes of the ignorant
whose death
ust a drop in the bucket
deep furrows
not overcome
all that remains
is the will to survive
but we can't withstand
all that remains
is the paradox of our being
what remains