The Blood That Runs The Border
Remember the procession
That called you to this state
The path of impositions
Repaved by tricks of fate
Cut by destitution
Your father's final son
You've lost yourself in motions
The desperate need to run

How long can you weather
The white within the rain
The seasons left unsheltered
The loss of your own name
The blood that runs the border
Now starts to overflow
With sacrificial dreams
You can't control

Your brothers paved this desert
With bones and brokеn lives
Expelled by thе institutions
That gild the butcher's knives
Their words may fall to pieces
But look at where they've led
Strewn this land of plenty with our dead
They've taken all your secrets
Confessed in courts of shame
And soiled all the tenets
You never thought would stain
So tell me, do you see it
This history of fear
They've fooled us into thinking that
It couldn't happen here