Tragedy - The Ending Fight

This is the end of the last days of mourning One more sad song will be sung The only children of the lost generation Are restless and angry and armed We’ve watched our loved ones Lose all life and passion Another lifetime is spent chasing The prospect of hope and salvation Wondering where all the early years went We won’t be sold to our sellers One more sad song will be sung This chant of anger will ring out like sirens Until the last neck of the last boss is hung