Words Written Backwards

[Intro]
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War is not inevitable

[Verse 1]
It was like the words were written backwards
And on a tiny grain of sand
But in fact that word gigantic
And written in bold red

Nevertheless I didn't hear the warning
Of my pending fate
It's my practice to disregard omens
Until it is too late

[Chorus]
Heed the call
Heed the call

[Verse 2]
Rising from the death, I've never seen
Something came and moved me
In a way I've never been moved
Lost it in the impulse, lost it in the urge
In a wall of my own feelings
Lost to point of no return
Gave it in a whisper, gave it in a sigh
Cast by myself aside, and I don't wanna know why
Rising from the death, I've never seen
Something came

[Chorus]
Heed the call
Heed the call

[Outro]
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