Flight of the Demoiselles
Once more
The orders have come down
The simple minds and silencers
Scream and shout
And they're drawn
The lines drawn in the sand
These tiny iron curtains signal where we stand
The daughters complicate the story
And I call out to them
Carry me, carry me, carry me
Dark angels rise
And cross the horizon
Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains
Dark angels rise
And burn a veil of tears
This generation won't give up the day
These walls
These personal blockades
The battlegrounds and borderlines
We take in stride
Exiled
By the keepers of the faith
By the vicious and vainglorious
They stake their claim
The servants overcome the masters
In the city of sand
Bury me, bury me, bury me
Dark angels rise
And cross the horizon
Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains
Dark angels rise
And burn a veil of tears
This generation won't give up the day
The time for revelation's gone now
We can stand on our own feet
Do you believe in power
Or do we live in fear
While they march in their divisions
We'll go dancing on their dreams
While the empires crash down
Dark angels rise
And cross the horizon
Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains
Dark angels rise
And burn a veil of tears
This generation won't give up the day
The orders have come down
The simple minds and silencers
Scream and shout
And they're drawn
The lines drawn in the sand
These tiny iron curtains signal where we stand
The daughters complicate the story
And I call out to them
Carry me, carry me, carry me
Dark angels rise
And cross the horizon
Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains
Dark angels rise
And burn a veil of tears
This generation won't give up the day
These walls
These personal blockades
The battlegrounds and borderlines
We take in stride
Exiled
By the keepers of the faith
By the vicious and vainglorious
They stake their claim
The servants overcome the masters
In the city of sand
Bury me, bury me, bury me
Dark angels rise
And cross the horizon
Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains
Dark angels rise
And burn a veil of tears
This generation won't give up the day
The time for revelation's gone now
We can stand on our own feet
Do you believe in power
Or do we live in fear
While they march in their divisions
We'll go dancing on their dreams
While the empires crash down
Dark angels rise
And cross the horizon
Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains
Dark angels rise
And burn a veil of tears
This generation won't give up the day
Credits
Writer(s): Glenn Maryansky, James Thomas Minor, Joshua Timothy Strawn, Ryan Joseph Rayhill
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