one hand held to the sky
and a furious battlecry
these burning lights became her ornament
as far as she has sought
the empty grounds she's wrought
she's found no one to share the sentiment
in a lifeless, cold refrain
she expresses her disdain
for knowing everything she chose to know
before the world began
far away and now back again
the time has come to feel the final blow
but she has chosen now to chase another day
with only what she's seen to guide her on the way
It's never easy now to swallow your defeat
and so she fights, but now she knows where she'll go the day it dies
what has now become everything
covered up so the sun won't sting
the once defeated now defeats the foe
ten thousand wars to wage
with an army of filth and rage
what you shall reap is made from what you sow
one hand held to the sky
her thoughts were amplified
and she was heard with every implement
all through the world she's been
far away and now back again
but she's found no one to share the sentiment
