And They Came Baring Bones

I speak for generations (sing on) Sick of procrastination (sing on) History as an open wound (sing on) Burn it down, lets start a new So many times I've wrote down And yet I still stumble to the ground Do they know I'm here, do they hear the sound Of

Last day of light and I'm wondering how will the darkness creep in Or why it didn't over throw me sooner than this Have you ever seen a man broken and used. Broken, broken and used. They call that the blackout blues We call that the blackout blues. T

Does Death divide us all by light The same way as the day decides the night Is darkness just where it begins As I get closer does blindness set in. Does Death divide us all by light Are we buried beneath the ocean or have the bodies we once had all t