Lyrics

It burns, it's burned
Not all of us returned
We mourn, we're sick
The rivers of blood spilled

We're one, revered
As soon as the dust clears
the flesh, the scars
written in the stars

We are here now
We are there still

The taste, the smell
everyone burns in hell
we prayed, we slayed
although we don't believe

we're lost in debate
of the fear we cultivate
emerging souls
from the burning fields

We are here now
We are there still
Nightmares in our sleep
Grown Men dare to weep

Hallelujah, hallelujah

We are here now
We are there still
Nightmares in our sleep
Grown Men dare to weep