Lyrics
Or the cost of re-drawing the lines
Thousands of heads fell down
Thousands of limbs were torn
Into shreds
For a piece of land
For several years now
Thousands upon thousands
Cease to care
Where the lines are drawn
If the war is won
For lack of time and space
Thousands of bytes day by day
The borders have shrunk
To the size of one's hand
Information where once was land
The great wall of ages
Which seems to have come to an end
We will rebuild it
Not because we need it
But because we can