Follow the embers into cities of dreams
What you'll be seeing is not all what it seems
Dawn of the liar

Future's a pyre

Outside the window I see people passing by

If they could see me now they'd break down and cry
Look down your senses
Await the gritting beyond

And in the morning...

Born as a failure

And died as a stranger

When your country's bleeding while you're forced to mourn


Outside the window I see people passing by
If they could see me now they'd break down and cry


"Bring me back again"