Your Walls Are Crumbling Down: Borjars
The sky is red, the dust has settled
We count our losses
No victory, just tears and broken swords
No communication. It's much too late,
So now we stand our ground
Cries of desperation. The drums of war
We're marching to the sound
You're a liar, a snake lying in the grass
But now your walls are crumbling
Under fire. I'm walking on broken glass
But now your walls are crumbling down
No white flags, no, there's no surrender
There's no forgiveness
No common ground. There's no more reaching out
No communication. It's much too late,
Our scarred souls can't be healed
Cries of desperation. The drums of war
Calls over the battlefield
You're a liar, a snake lying in the grass
But now your walls are crumbling
Under fire. I'm walking on broken glass
But now your walls are crumbling down
You're a liar, a snake lying in the grass
But now your walls are crumbling
Under fire. I'm walking on broken glass
But now your walls are crumbling down