Hope slowly fades away
From faces of all those stripped of their innocence
The grey surrounding us with soulless stone

Your eyes reflecting all the emptiness that's inside
The hate that's buried in this place


The tired place, we call home
The dark place, we'll never call our own
We'll never call our own


Chorus
This place is built on sin and broken bones,

Like echoes in the night.
The sun is fading out the brighter days,
Won't make it out alive

Won't make it out alive

We back down disgraced

When they ask would you kindly and we obey
Our cities slowly drowning in beaurocracy
Your eyes reflecting all the emptiness that's inside

The hate that's buried in this place

The tired place, We called home

The dark place, We'll never get back.

Chorus

This place is built on sin and broken bones,
Like echoes in the night.
The sun is fading out the brighter days,


Won't make it out alive
Won't make it out alive.


The sun is fading out the brighter days.
Won't make it out alive.


We Won't Fall.


Won't make it out alive, the sun is fading out the brighter days
Won't make it out alive, the sun is fading out the brighter days