The path we choose is out on brilliant leaves
The crowns are gazed on, they're in your hands
They prey on you and they're caving over me
I'll finish your sons, bring flames to high
That fire must burn to a thousand stories high
With what remains, do what you will
The truth is told, what's dead is dead
Dusty roads to heaven, where do you stand?
The street ends well, the veins are so chained
The skies you gaze on, here comes your man
The summer heats the trail of broken dreams
I'll finish your sons, bring flames to high
That fire must burn to a thousand stories high
With what remains, do what you will
The truth is told, what's dead is dead
Fire stands throughout the day, smart to pray in hunter's eyes
Tonight we raise the night away, pain that never cares
Set the sails before the light, drink the fear between the cries
All redemption comes tonight, so light the signal fires
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Desperate times in Leon, the weak in man
The past may choose a southern field needs
The crowns are gazed on, they're in your hands
They prey on you and they're caving over me
I'll finish your sons, bring flames to high
That fire must burn to a thousand stories high
With what remains, do what you will
The truth is told, what's dead is dead
Fire stands throughout the day, smart to pray in hunter's eyes
That fire must burn to a thousand stories high
With what remains, do what you will
The truth is told, what's dead is dead
