On this day,
All the trees in Rhodesia are aflame
As the eyes of the griever deflowers of aching replete
And the lions
Overflowing with vengeance for the pines
Not occupation but a sentence, and in time
We're all be faking retreat
Have you gotten ready yet
Is faith corroded with neglect
Can we ever have a [?]
At least a part of the sun's yolk
Is rising like the rippling smoke
On the oceans and the swirls
And it will shame us now
And it will shame us still
And it will shame us now
And it will shame us still
What a hollow promise
From hollow men
What a shallow grave
For shallow men
You're the boar that crawls the earth
The leopard that teaches to run
You're the crocodile that eats the sun
So we walk on
(So we walk on)
Through and beyond
(so we walk on the failures of men)
The failures of men
(the failures of men)
And we walk
(there's a void)
There's a void at the center
(at the center)
of everything
And it will shame this now
And it will shame us still
And it will shame us now
And it will shame us still
And it will shame us now
And it will shame us still
(It was wrong)
And it will shame us now
And it will shame us still
(I was wrong)
And it will shame us now
And it will shame us still
(It was wrong)
And it will shame us now
And it will shame us still
(I was wrong)
And it will shame us now
(It was wrong)
And it will shame us still
(I was wrong)
And it will shame us now
(It was wrong)
And it will shame us still
(I was wrong)
And it will shame us now
(I was wrong come here)
And it will shame us still
(I was wrong come here)
And it will shame us now
(I was wrong come here)
And it will shame us still
(I was wrong come here)