The sun is blotted out
By pillars of the blackest smoke
Fueled by the dreams
Of the damned

They look for patterns in the rubble
As ashes fall like snow
Their once strong tower's
Been smashed back into sand

We have blueprints of eternity
Etched into our souls
But none of us
A perfect carpenter

Hold on my brothers
This earth is not our home
This soil will drink our blood
But it'll never hold our weary bones

We took a .45
Straight to the chest
They focused their attention
Just to cauterize the wound

Little did we know
All of our efforts were in vain
Like an unexpected child
Our fates were sealed in the womb

We have blueprints of eternity
Etched into our souls
But none of us
A perfect carpenter

Your wrath will quench the stars
Your breath will dry the violent sea
Your single whispered word
Will split the earth

Hold on my brothers
This earth is not our home
This soil will drink our blood
But it'll never hold our weary bones