Echoes
The ashes of an angel's wings
Blown across your pathway
Were tied down to the path of others
Face yourself in the mirror

Now's the time left in eternity
You'll pay your dues on judgement day
To mutineers with heads held high
On glasses raised wakes of life

Wait
Wait for the end
Wait, wait for the end
Here it matters when you're alone
When you're alone
When
When you're alone
Here it matters when you're alone

Echoes of memories always return and
To those who believe in the [?]
Now we await that day
Walk the line when you've got one chance to stay alive
Weak prevail this time, we're gods it's clear, we're gods
No fucking memories of the battle
A thousand lights
Will this ever change now?
Burn out, these weeks end dead

We have the time!
The time