Blood on My Hands

When I see the towers fall, 
It cannot be denied 
that as a spectacle, 
It is a realisation of the mind 

I'm standing on a mountain top 
And letting out a scream 
It's the language of the earth, 
It is the language of the beasts 

There's no point to look behind us, 
We left the corpse behind 
Because flesh is weak and forms break down, 
They cannot last forever.

When I see the towers fall
fall (X10)


The mind and spirit remains invincible