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We need a purpose and a reason to live
But in the struggle we are lost in the mist
We don’t know how, we don’t know why
We scream pitiless at the blood red sky

With all the tears, with all the sweat and blood
We build our walls but still we are just gathering dust
We do these things, let them be done
We dig our graves before we are dead and gone

Just moving on, never dare to look back
A silent walk with a chain in your track
Almighty cause, have we sold out?
We only break the silence by screaming loud
With all the tears, with all the sweat and blood

We build our walls but still we are just gathering dust
We do these things, let them be done
We dig our graves before we are dead and gone
With all the tears, with all the sweat and blood

We build our walls but still we are just gathering dust
We do these things, let them be done
We die inside and still we are just keeping on

Gathering dust
Just gathering dust

And as the wells runs brackish and dry
We still work hard under the pitiless sky
We watch the scavenger birds return
And gather the dust that we have earned
Waiting for the rain to come
We’re drying out and screaming loud

With all the tears, with all the sweat and blood
We build our walls but still we are just gathering dust
We do these things, let them be done
We dig our graves before we are dead and gone
With all the tears
with all the sweat and blood
We build our walls but still we are just
gathering dust
We do these things, let them be done
We die inside before we are dead and gone

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