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? It's never ending, forever burning