Heroes - Countless Skies

A world familiar in stranger light

A rift in sterile order and chaos of the night

There are no heroes, there are no wise men

We live alone, beware the heinous

Afeard, tyrannised

Speak not in chorus

But tonight we lead the race

Come the reason

On blinded eyes

Call on thunder

Release the rain

If we should fall

We fall for a higher cause

One life means nothing

In the chaos of the storm from which we’re born

The sky will fall for all

The rain came crashing down on us

No pain, no fear.

Behold the martyr

And between heroes we die alone

We live in rage, believe the fearless

A veil of false command

Propelled by memory

We join to fill the night

For all of us

Our wake will see

The shores of Eden

In its time

Some will fall, some will die

So more the calling to fight

We feed the fire, we light the flame

And between heroes we die as one