Desert light on a broken screen
Marching ghosts where the green ones lean
Boys with guns but no way home
Drifting deep through the steady tone

Fire in the mirror, sky turns black
Voices whisper, no way back
Shadows dancing, freedom calls
We rise again, as the silence falls

Tape rolls slow on the battlefields
Cries from the wives we never hear
Hopes aflare in the smoke and mud
Truth gets lost in the radio's flood

Fire in the mirror, sky turns black
Voices whisper, no way back
Shadows dancing, freedom calls
Wе rise again, as the silencе falls

Ashes spеak through a guitar line