Blessed be our ever after

Blessed be the ones who enter here

This is our prayer

We set our sights on something

That's just beyond our reach

It's not what we expected

We will bleed

We won't

I saw the flames feeding a poisonous strength worthy of fear

But as a child with four second futures I never dreamed

That

With contrite hearts on the blackest of days

We've done our deeds but now we have to pay

The social call; the presidents not home

The gossip

At last the outlaw's dead

This is the first of our goodbyes

The bells they toll for me

My blood or his on this dirty street

My God my hands don't

Here we go!

Would you paint me something pretty

This bloodstained canvas wreaks of failure

Colors are smeared by turpentine

Grasping

We knew that this one is ours.

We came we saw we conquered

We knew that this one is yours

Close the doors and shut it down

We hope

If I could know the way this ends

I'd then understand

I'll live what It is to be made from the best

Into the fray we can't jump to conclusions

For we are not what it seems like

Give me your hand, give

What wonderful strides with these legs

What a taste on these on lips

With these ears I hear a thousand sirens sing

Just