If blood will flow when fresh and steel are one

Drying in the colour of the evening sun

Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away

But something in our minds will always stay

On and on the rain will fall

On and on the rain will fall

Perhaps this final act was meant to clinch a lifetime's argument

That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could

For all those born beneath an angry star

Lest we forget how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall

Like tears from a star like tears from a star

On and on the rain will say

How fragile we are how fragile we are

If blood will flow when fresh and steel are one

Drying in the colour of the evening sun

Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away

But something in our minds will always stay

On and on the rain will fall

Like tears from a star

On and on the rain will say

How fragile we are how fragile we are

How fragile we are how fragile we are

How fragile we are