Letra de Wars Won't

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