Varosha Falls - Sink into the burning Horizon
This attitude leaves us fearless… destitute,
but quick to aim, hesitant to shoot.
The end is nigh, our fate is dust,
the cry will die, the metal rust,
the path is written, our innocence smitten,
my helpless hand was bloody bitten.
Red orchards sown with the seeds of lead,
only reap what’s been poisoned and left for dead.
Our voices forced to a subservient mute.
Heed to what Varosha said
Still quick to aim, and hesitant to shoot.
Why… we shy, we thrive, we die,
but we’ll never be content buying heartless lies.
(Refrain - Spoken word)
We face the unstoppable resili