Cultivate your garden It looks like a battle field Before the grass hardens Pour some water Grow some trees Take a look around you Can you find a little green? Black flag is fluttering in the middle of the nothing You were late to save your piece Walking on the stones On burning coals This is what became of your land You have to pay the price The soles are melting Soon your feet will crumble You'll never catch the rise Never saw it coming Everything was just in place The black flag used to be multicolored Awareness changed its tint Walking on the stones On burning coals This is what became of your land You have to pay the price The soles are melting Soon your feet will crumble You'll never catch the rise The black flag sealed your fate To be walking on the stones