Long days have been thereafter 

Inching forward closer into the fires 

Of self-indulgence of an empire wasted 

Outside it's falling from it's grace 



Is this all we have to show 

The falling of a dynasty of sacred 

Out of past into unkown 

It's in the cards but it's out of my hands 



Bleeding dry of any truth and any substance 

Drowned out and left to make us beg 

For something more than a thrill instantaneous 

The white noise paints us black again 



Is this all we have to show 

The falling of a dynasty of sacred 

Out of past into unkown 

It's in the cards but it's out of my hands 



Faded now behold I stand before a dim lit sky 

Only time now can tell me of a way I can find 

Some methodical procedure that can fill my soul 



Empty out the blackness and fill the hole 

Get me back on axis and out of the cold 

Leave me now to bring back the days of old 



How can we go so easily from classics 

To all times of low 

No shame to show only our greed 

Taking the life from our own 

Bloodflow that once fueled the fires of all 



Every now and then I see it all 

For what it's worth 



Empties out the blackness and fills the hole 

Gets me back on axis and out of the cold 

Leaves me now to bring back the days of old