The Contagion کے بول

What a pretty show they staged downtown They flooded poems with colors to water them down Jokes without edge so no one feels pain They blame who fails, then strike them again Watching closely every single move Smiling seated, bound by an oath they prove One day maybe they'll fall silent They'll scream for peace, but it'll come too late One day maybe they'll fall silent They'll scream for peace, but it'll come too late They waged wars for peace, flags held high Opened craters where dimensions collide From contagion to purity, spreading around They sat there smiling, swallowed by the sound Watching closely every single move Smiling seated, bound by an oath they prove One day maybe they'll fall silent They'll scream for peace, but it'll come too late One day maybe they'll fall silent They'll scream for peace, but it'll come too late