The secret thoughts I harbour within myself
Were safely chained an anchored, secured my health

I cannot hold them back much longer,
They're burning through my skin
Yet I suppose a raging hunger devours you from within

I went to war unarmored, I felt the rain
Then in the slowest of motions, the smell of pain

The lights are low and nothing hurts me now
Nothing hurts me now
Yet I suppose they turned me inside out
Turned me inside out

The changing of the guard
The fear to miss the start
The trumpets call you
The sick, the moans, the call
The fire turned them all to leather statues
Warped views

I cannot hold it back mush longer
It's eating through my skin
Yet I suppose a raging hunger
Will chew you from within

The changing of the guard
The fear to miss the start
The trumpets call you
The sick, the moans, the call
A pyre for us all
The men are falling
Falling