After Burner

In mushroom coloured halls, salted sheets of flesh
Forever lost in a haze of wishful thought
They came with their light many years ago
And we kept setting fires to memories of old
Inside we’re burning to fight a war, why?
This silent turning, you’ve been sold a lie
We could never believe, never accept the surreal
Bitter sweet the taste of what we see and feel
But can’t you see? It’s you and me
Inside we’re burning to fight a war, why?
This silent turning, you’ve been sold a lie
Sons and daughters of your blood, why?
It’s never ending, forever burning, why?