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