Let Water Wash Away, the shore of bleeding pain
And erode to start anew, on foundations once consumed
Glory [x4]
Pay homage with that pain And relish all the same
In fire of warm array, in arms, voice and days of
Glory [x4]
Our days are numbered surely (La la la la la la la la la la la la la)
And this breath will soon be passing (La la la la la la la la la la la la la)
Just as the wind in the mountains (La la la la la la la la la la la la la)
Carries the dust of the once here (La la la la la la la)
Let water wash away, the shore of bleeding pain
And erode to start anew, on foundations once consumed
Glory [x8]