Burn the liars
Sound, hear that sound
On the battleground
From the blood red sky to the underground
Oh the bones that age and creak and ghosts that follow me
Blade, pretty blade
It's the one I made for the new crusade
Like a serenade of the edge that dives so deep
And ghosts that follow me
From the spark to the flame
From anonymous to fame
From the miracle of life to the threshold of shame
I'm falling and calling for you
Your words allure to bind and seize
So by the light of dawn I'll have you on your knees
Sound
Hear that sound on the battleground
From the blood red sky to the underground
Oh the bones that age and creak and ghosts that follow me
Blade, pretty blade
It's the one I made For the new crusade
Like a serenade of the edge that dives so deep
And ghosts that follow me
Dance on a razor
Give the lawless one a shout
He settles each favour while he plans to cut you out
And yet you praise his name
While sheep sleep and graze
If you try to take our liberties away
We will take you down
From the spark to the flame
From anonymous to fame
From the miracle of life to the threshold of shame
I'm calling and falling for you
Your words allure to bind and seize
So by the light of dawn I'll have you on your knees
From the thrown to the grave
From a king to a slave
From the mightiest mountain to the loneliest cave
I'm falling and calling for you
You broke one million hearts so easily
And by the break of dawn
I'll have you on your knees
Have you on your knees
I'll have you on your knees