We hold the ties of time
On a mission no compromise
Regardless of the concept, we deny
Your throne is broken and we’re alive

Hold your ground

You walk a sharp path
Battling for your straits
On and on
A symphony of power

A bright song, for dark days
I am tired of being shown the way
The treachery lies within you pal
You’re condemned


We’re no actors, in your show!

Let’s call it a day
We’re played out and lost
Let’s call it a test
Who’s the real enemy?

We don’t choose our enemies
You choose them


You run a tight ship
Deciding unwisely
You run out of time

A bright song, for dark days
I am tired of being shown the way
A bright song, for dead days
That’s my understatement

We don’t choose our enemies
You choose them