And we all fall down
at the end of the showdown.
I saw strong fire
so,we'll sweep up the ash now.
Words so still,so full of affection
it breaks your will,
that's the art of deception.

We're picking up the pieces of our lives
slipping through our fingers as the fire fills the sky
Here comes to see a change,rise up from the grave
we'll start again

We stand so still
as we curse our connection
from all we are,from our hope and redemption.
And it all,and it all,and it all went wrong
with the words from a love song.
And we sang it out
with the best of intention.

We're picking up the pieces of our lives
slipping through our fingers as the fire fills the sky
here comes to see a change,rise up from the grave
we'll start again (x3)