Stained Blanco

It's so damn hard to claim a defeat
The pride inside feels suddenly like fire
The white flags are covered with our blood
Walking down that tremendous field which somehow starts to feel so small and heavy
The screams and laughter off the other team deafens my ears
The pain and agony that I feel...Brings me to my feet
Victory is all we seek
But it seems like it's not meant to be
We fight we bleed
We get our souls to the ground
To sense the triumph of our league
It seems so far now... it's not in our hands anymore
No matter how hard we fight for it now...We'll never control it
It's just out of our reach
We need a miracle...we need a blessing
But those are for dreamers and we are not those who dream
We know that the time of miracles has past
We live in an agonizing reality that brings us down to our defeat