Twilight army,
Coming home
Armor made of stone
He who recollects, forgive us
He who recollects, forgive us
On the way down, we understand what it means to break down
On the way out you decide you believe that on the way out it's too late
It's the same
All lines you all used to know,
It's the same
All lines you all used to know
Trembling with no limbs, crow skin; a perpetual startled breed
The ache, no one to fight
The writing was still traced and shy and never really aimed to show you
We understand what it means to break down
On the way out you decide you believe that on the way out it's too late
It's the same
All lines you all used to know,
It's the same
All lines you all used to know
Still watching you rolling on what's good for
Mistaken but you were always once before you know
We understand what it means to break down
And on the way out you decide you believe that on the way out it's too late
It's the same
All lines you all used to know,
It's the same
All lines you all used to know