One brings shadow, one brings light
Two toned echoes, tumbling through time
Three score wasted, ten cast aside
Four-fold knowing, no end in sight
One brings shadow, one brings light
Two toned echoes, tumbling through time
Three score wasted, ten cast aside
Four-fold knowing, no end in sight
I remember, in blackened silence
Our surrender, a somber reverie
The glinting down in the twilight
Ever sifting through fading memories
Now I'm thinking "Was it worth it?"
As I led them, to fight another war
I resent this, descent to madness
Come and save us, yet just before we fall...
Riding home...
Riding home...
Finding hope...
Don't lose hope...
Like broken angels, wingless, cast from heaven's gates (I'll slowly keep on tumbling)
We can't fly when falling, falling far from grace
And like a message in our bottle cast to sea
Unto their ends our candles burn, until we're free
In monochrome melodies,
Our tales are painted in red. (Bringing me to the edge)
Deep inside, we're nothing more than scions and sinners
Either way, tomorrow don't lose faith
Woah!
Yes time circles endlessly
The hands of fate trained ahead (Follow me to the edge)
All things change, dragged through the flame
To rise from the ashes
To begin, we first must see the end!
Woah!
One brings shadow, one brings light
Two toned echoes, tumbling through time
Three score wasted, ten cast aside
Four-fold knowing, no end in sight
One brings shadow, one brings light
Two toned echoes, tumbling through time
Three score wasted, ten cast aside
four-fold knowing, no end in sight
Lost to vengeance, we cast the first stone
In our cages, we know not what we do
Indecision, here at the crossroads
Recognition, tomorrow's come too soon
We are bloodied, like lambs to slaughter
At the mercy of those who brandish swords
As the star falls underwater
We're forgotten, for now and evermore
Riding home...
Riding home...
Finding hope...
Don't lose hope...
Without our compass, wand'ring lost in lies of faith (Fate subtly resting above)
Oh, we can dive in, finding deaths at her embrace (Our hearts beat on unafraid)
On hands and knees we pray to gods we've never seen (Come, shadow, come follow me)
The final hour upon us, no more time to grieve...
In monochrome melodies
Our tales are painted in red (Bringing me to the edge...)
Deep inside, we're nothing more than scions and sinners
In the rain, tonight our time is played out!
Yes, time circles endlessly
The hands of fate trained ahead (Follow me to the edge...)
All things change, dragged through flame
To rise from the ashes
To begin, we first must see the end!
Woah!