There is an aftertaste to celebrate   In the swings of my suicide   Or the lines I will draw by myself   Within the grasp, fictitious pasts and all my doubts      How can you see through the shadows   With the blinding light burning in your eyes   So where will all of you be   When the killing fields are cleared and the world divides?      How can you see through the shadows   With the blinding light burning in your eyes   So where will you be   When the killing fields are cleared and this world divides?   World divides      The loss of love becomes unbearable   And a vanishing point becomes intact   So when a six foot drop is my best   I will expect nothing less than a soldier's death      How can you see through the shadows   With the blinding light burning in your eyes   So where will all of you be   When the killing fields are cleared and the world divides?      How can you see through the shadows   With the blinding light burning in your eyes   So where will you be   When the killing fields are cleared and the world divides?      There is an aftertaste to celebrate   In the swings of suicide or the lines I've drawn   At last for redemption and finally for my forgiveness   In the end this bitterness bends, simply encased in my withered hands      How can you see through the shadows   With the blinding light burning in your eyes   So where will all of you be   When the killing fields are cleared and the world divides?      How can you see through the shadows   With the blinding light burning in your eyes   So where will you be   When the killing fields are cleared and this world divides?   World divides