They've seen too much, those eyes we have
Of bloodstained snow, and tainted skin
We plead for the lives that are long lost
But Victors and the dead are quite akin
Let the tears flow,
Like the blood does,
Let the tears flow, my dear
They may be your last ones
My storming eyes are an everlasting flame
But they know too much, seen too many drop to the ground
I try to find a hope for tomorrow
But it halts as each body adds to the mound
Let the tears flow,
Like the blood does,
Let the tears flow, my dear
They may be your last ones
I am a broken woman, with empty brown eyes
To match the emptiness of my heart
For this half life I owe
To the day that gong sounded with a start
Let the tears flow,
Like the blood does,
Let the tears flow, my dear
They may be your last ones
My mouth has gone dumb, but my amber eyes remind me
Of the woes I have seen,
I've survived longer than all,
But my soul is an icy sheen
Let the tears flow,
Like the blood does,
Let the tears flow, my dear
They may be your last ones
The ice blue is melted by the brimming kindness I emit,
My calming words mask the blows I feel, the terror I know
The children with no pulses, the flaming limbs
Are fresh in my mind, a painful blow
Let the tears flow,
Like the blood does,
Let the tears flow, my dear
They may be your last ones
I resent all I am,
The beauty, the skill is now a horror to me
Perhaps if I had none of it
I could lie in peace with those other twenty-three
Let the tears flow,
Like the blood does,
Let the tears flow, my dear
They may be your last ones
We've all seen too much,
Us masters of this twisted game
We wish for an ending to it all,
To escape our souls, so maimed
Let the tears flow,
Like the blood does,
Let the tears flow, my dear
They will be your last ones