Letra de In Brief War
In war, there is no substitute for victorySo your promise to live expired Got old before your lips went dry And I felt the breeze inside To caress what's left of the open fireThe truth, the trust The faith took part but cannot stay Still we felt cold Freezing flames of this funeral pyre Dead desireBuilt to break down, made to wither away Come along too For the last time, very little of me Wants to surrender in brief warDespite the things I've said The crush no longer care Beyond the smile I hate And the more I hate, I think of you The more I think of youBuilt to break down, made to wither away Come along too For the last time, very little of me Wants to surrender in brief warThe more I think of youBuilt to break down, made to wither away Come along too For the last time, very little of me Wants to surrender in brief warSurrender in brief war Surrender in brief war Surrender in brief war