We must play our lives like soldiers in the field. The life is short I'm running faster all the time. Strength and beauty destined to decay
so cut the rose in full bloom. Till the fearless come and the act is done
A love like blood a love like blood. Till the fearless come and the act is done
A love like blood a love like blood.
Everyday through all frustration and despair
Love and hate fight with burning hearts. Till legends live and man is god again
And self-preservation rules the day no more. We must dream of promised lands and fields that's never fade in season As we move towards no end we leani to die. Red tears are shed on grey. Till the fearless come and the act is done . . . Till the fearless come and the act is done . . .
