we rest in pieces
the flames came so quickly, we never saw them touch
but oh, how we felt them...
they burned us into sleep and we never woke up
the fifty-two of us
we never imagined this day would carry us away
the only thing worse
would be to exist among the other seven hundred
the ones who are still on fire
the ones who woke back up
the ones who must continue in this pain
the pain of dwelling on a plain
where fifty-two of us can just be blinked away...
all due to the false beliefs of a few disillusioned
cry for us on this day...
...and scream for us tomorrow
the flames came so quickly, we never saw them touch
but oh, how we felt them...
they burned us into sleep and we never woke up
the fifty-two of us
we never imagined this day would carry us away
the only thing worse
would be to exist among the other seven hundred
the ones who are still on fire
the ones who woke back up
the ones who must continue in this pain
the pain of dwelling on a plain
where fifty-two of us can just be blinked away...
all due to the false beliefs of a few disillusioned
cry for us on this day...
...and scream for us tomorrow
