The eyes can't deceive when they've been removed
There is no oasis
There's only ruins, scattered wreckage,
Monuments of defeat
This used to be home
Now it's a fire that will burn on
A sea of the dead
Broken by island of derelict cars
Move on smash these relics,
Nothing good will come from them
Move on clear a passage
That will never be followed
As the days pass on there's that acrid scent again
We've been here before, one thousand times
Moving in endless circles
There is no escape, looping a vision of horror
Concrete collapsed, burying all that once was
Move on burn these memories,
The pyre will stack to the sun
Move on leave these ashes
For future historians