[Intro]
Echoes of the past, shadows deep and long
History's repeating, singing a mournful song
[Verse 1]
From the revolution’s cry, to a nation born in fire
Learning lessons slow, fueling endless desire
Civil blood had stained the ground, yet still we turn away
Forgot the price we paid, in shades of yesterday
[Pre-Chorus]
Struggling to see through the veil of our own denial
The cycle spins again, fueled by greed and trial
[Chorus]
We march on through the storm, blind to what we’ve done
Killing off the past, but never moving on
Blood on the land, tears in the rain
When will we learn, when will we start to change?
[Verse 2]
World Wars and jungle fights, promises of peace
Cries from broken chains, yet the violence won’t cease
From Cuba’s fears to desert sands, the story’s all the same
A cycle of madness, fueled by shame
[Pre-Chorus]
History’s echo screams, but we turn away again
Caught in the wheel of war, caught in the pain
[Chorus]
We march on through the storm, blind to what we’ve done
Killing off the past, but never moving on
Blood on the land, tears in the rain
When will we learn, when will we start to change?
[Bridge]
Native drums, silent cries, voices of the fallen
Reflections in the mirror, seeing what’s been stolen
The war drum’s pounding loud, a call to all our fears
Can we break the chain, end the cycle of years?
[Outro]
Sick of the killing, sick of it all
Can we find the strength to stand tall?
History’s lessons, buried deep
Wake from the nightmare, let innocence breathe