Dead heroes, dead gods
The map in the fog
Once our standard, now our shame
Crystal resolve now a broken pane
Gone silent, gone cold,
The Grey takes the Gold
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Shining heroes in shadow frame
Yearning, for answers
That may not exist,
Learning from cancers,
From the death kissed
The compass, points no longer true,
The compass, points no longer true
The lights of the sky, who knew they would die
Who braced for embrace of the twilight
The light in the sky, who knew it would die
The pitch of night, usurper of sight
A lack of purpose, or will to fight
Desperate to ignore our heroes graves
As I gaze on the crush of dawn, I can't help but wonder, aching for what's gone
Can't ignore, our heroes graves
A sun, burnt out,
A pulse, without,
A heart, to fill
Yearning, for answers
That may not exist,
Learning from cancers,
From the death kissed
I'll find my own sun,
Right my own wrongs,
Ill forge my own, my own,
Forge my own sun.
I can see, I can see,
Further than ever before
Aligned to true north’s scar
As I gaze on the crush of dawn, I can't help but wonder, aching for what's gone
Can't ignore, our heroes graves
No map
None but mine own
credits
from The Grey Takes The Gold,
released August 29, 2017
Music & lyrics Axecatcher
Engineered & Mixed by Caolan Austin @ STA Studio
Mastered by Justin Hill
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