How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command
How bright is the medical torch
When it's put in our hand
My microbes and I
Can't wait to lay down and die
We realise that we must be spent
Like the cells that dissolve when a brainwave is sent
How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command
My bloodgroup and me
A body of soldiers are we
To the wound we quickly flowed
And we fought with the weapons in our
Chemical code
How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command
1 | Moonless night |
2 | Withered sky |
3 | Seas of eternal silence |
4 | Dance across the past |
5 | Beyond the eyes of universe |
6 | Forgotten days |
7 | Ceaseless sorrow |
8 | Territory |