From the recording One Morning in Hell

Lyrics

Antwon’s mirror
Opened a secret door
To a world
No human had been before,

Where gnomes and goblins
Fought an ancient war
And no one knows what for,
Just gotta even up the score

We love our crayons
We draw our lines
Aren’t we so clever
Dividing between yours and mines

The elder spoke
Once you come and join our song,
It no longer matters
Whose right or wrong

It doesn’t matter
Where you think you belong,
Sometimes the side we choose
Depends on the size of our shoes

We love our crayons
We draw our lines
Aren’t we so clever
Dividing between yours and mines

And all will be forsaken as we bury all our dead
As all we once thought important, now fading memories in our head
Can anyone tell me just what we’re fighting for

Antwon returned through the mirror door,
To the world he knew before
Where gnomes and goblins are left in cookie jars,
Got a box of crayons, to draw a pretty picture