Blistered vocal chords
Sing songs
Out of tune
In the days
Of crimson suns
And waining moons
To the hope of a world
Not so hopeful
And charred with
The leftover ambitions of
Yesterdays hero
We will wait
To see what the sky
Will bring tomorrow
Blistered vocal chords
Sing songs
Out of tune
In the days
Of crimson suns
And waining moons
To the hope of a world
Not so hopeful
And charred with
The leftover ambitions of
Yesterdays hero
We will wait
To see what the sky
Will bring tomorrow