Summer nigh is ending
We four become one
To tackle new endeavors

Our work has just begun

You may find us with a hard hittin' view

Leave us to our own devices
We've got our work to do


Fool for the plenty
That's what's been said
Worse luck to find your dreams

Drifting far away

You may find us with a hard hittin' view

Leave us to our own devices
We've got our work to do


The shape now of things run
These days it may seem
Strangled like their chords

With masks and chains they sell in vain
Yes, to please, the falling hoards
We become one

Now i have seen all the good that we breathe
Intent do no wrong
Just wait and see

Your wicked greed
It will fall
To our new song

We become one

Stopped in your tracks by alarming degree

Fleeing for their cause
Don't let them stop you or they'll find a way to destroy
What you have done


Summer nigh is ending
We four become one

To tackle new endeavors
Our work has just begun