All for Naught - Rome

Be generous with your life, with your love

Be generous always

Is this final?

Are we but seeds beneath the snows?

Is my faith only burning faintly

As my disobedience grows?

Because

I decided to be what anger made of me

I decided to be what hatred made of me

I decided to be what the lions left of me

I decided to be what cowards are meant to be

For it was all, all for naught

It was all, all for naught

What black sea shall be our mistress, our mother?

What brothers, what ghosts

Can populate a song?

You know I was a different man

You know I was a fool

You know I was wrong

I decided to be what anger made of me

I decided to be what hatred made me be

I decided to be what the lions left of me

I decided to be what cowards are meant to be

And it was all for naught

Yeah it was all for naught

(Whispered)

Why be still

Why settle

My gypsy daughter

For it sure is less painful to be slapped

On the rough water

I decided to be what anger made of me

I decided to be what hatred made me be

I decided to be what the lions left of me

I decided to be what cowards are meant to be

I decided to be what anger made of me

I decided to be what hatred made me be