Letra da Música Wars Won't de Human Ground

Too soon you rejoiced, says the drunken voice.
The bliss was too premature.
Come down from cloud nine, no reason to fly high
The waters that flow are not pure

We dwell with the mindless
But we two are there just to hide

Groping around in these darkened halls
I must soon find a match and a match-box
My lighter is empty, I used up all the gas
And must stumble blind among the rocks

Now I've regained my belief
I have also buried frustration
And my will to fulfill my soul
Throbs anew in my being's foundation

Wars won't crumble
The world won't divide
The continents still collide

In the train-car of crises
We dwell with the mindless
But we two are there just to hide

Bored stiff from the waist down
I finally find my fire
And lighting it up for you all to see
True bliss at last I acquire