Saturday, December 19, 2009

Wana - The Back Horn

Despair is a sweet trap, a door that shuts you in
Since the heart is a battlefield, it spares no one

With their clockwork hearts being manipulated by fate,
The tin soldiers begin the slaughter

Are lives playthings too, in this crumbling fairy tale kingdom?
Please, don't ever forget the pain that runs deep in your heart

Desire is a poisoned apple. What is it that you have obtained?
What are we going to pass on to the children of tomorrow?

The rocking cradle that knows not love, in this sleeping forest as it burns to the ground,
You are so distant that even the joy of being alive with you is disappearing

Believe in kindness and forgive everything
Share with others, understand each other, so that we may learn to love

Are lives playthings too, in this crumbling fairy tale kingdom?
Please, don't ever forget the pain that runs deep in your heart

The rocking cradle that knows not love, why were we born into this world?
In faraway lands, the prayer-like lullaby resounds

Believe in kindness and forgive everything
Share with others, understand each other, so that we may learn to love

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