No Man's Land - Lacrimas Profundere

Born in peace and kind of

Undefined

Is it royal downtown?

Win against the cold

Mystified and old

And it’s the echoes sound

Aching and breaking

I’m proud to wear my crown

I wish to rip it down

Law hands deep in my ground

Sun and moon and I’m not

Terrified

And in falling old

I beg for you

To play along