Bombs are building
The Towers falling
City’s in my mind
Collapse into gravity
Dead or alive
The Sage of Jones’s
Could have held the wall
They might have saved us all, might have saved us all


Welcome to the Afterland
Where daylight tries to make its final stand, but if I can rise then I won’t burn
Welcome to the Afterland
Where I play dumb and you just run yet we are one inside this light

This is my last ounce of will
Bow before folly’s bill
It never came too cheap
But my hand was stuck in the till
Testament to the sun
The god -abandoned One
Gave all loyalty to the night sky
The scythe of love, the scythe of love

There are no answers here, only silence and acceptance

The daylight’s creeping in, what’s left of all we could’ve been

There are no answers here, only silence and acceptance
There are no answers here, only silence and acceptance