Whatever happens now, don't take the fight away
It is the only thing that feels like home anymore
All that remains of a broken brotherhood, misunderstood
Looking to testify and justify their souls
Pick up the pieces again
Take back the thrown
Last chance to be big damn heroes, like the stories say
It is the only thing that feels like love anymore
Balance the larger bowl for the ones who fell, refill the well
Blast through the broken ceiling, straight to the unknown
Into the breach once again
Take back the thrown
Miles to go before we sleep
So many promises to keep
Find the reason through the rhyme
Prove we're not just killing time
Say goodbye, say goodbye
No more, no more killing time

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