Ashes - Psychotic Waltz

Ashes like a veil of black have lifted to the sky

With the frightened face of death revealed

The last ones left alive find they’ve nothing now

Not even the vaguest memories

Of what they’ve all been fighting for

What they’ve to receive

Find another way they say, it’s over

Nothing can make not a man out of so much less

His eager taste for victory

I’m short of impressed

Where would we be standing now if never stood we here

Had we never been reborn we’d never disappear

Along with all the damages we’ve done through all these years

I wonder now, I wonder now