you know i've known you for years
a sandmark, a flag and a spear
a statue, an image of what we came to be
do you know my love it aint here
it was brided, it was cursed, it was smeared
no power, no glory, no fear
this is the last time
this is a landmark
follow me to a place
where hate is a virtue
a cruel and empty space
did you know our love it aint real
a sweetener, an accident, a deal
dead wood, wet sand and frozen steel
the smalles circle
and the shortest round
the hardest blow
and the thickest sound
ram that stick into the ground