The Ill-Fitting Garibaldis - The Mantra (Radio) lyrics

The night grows cold A landscape scarred by silence A look from you Says more than words A mushroom cloud engulfs I look to you Is this the way we're going? Rogge only knows And where does the future lie? Amongst the sleeping You ask me what I can do Feed the hunger What will the mantra be When this is over And who will be God When rationality takes over We walk this road alone Or do we Do unicorns exist Well do they? A mushroom cloud engulfing A love we left behind Is this the way we're going Can we stop this? And where does the future lie? Amongst the sleeping You ask me what I can do Feed the hunger What will the mantra be When this is over And who will be God When rationality takes over The night grows cold A landscape scarred by silence A look from you Says more than words A mushroom cloud engulfing A love that lost Is this the way we're going Let's learn to love