By My Hand
We didn't have to sleep
So we fought the war, every hour of every day
Centuries of consciousness
I've seen what that does to a person, so what about me
So I try my best to honour you
In whatever way I can
I'll bring up all your armies, and the darkness will be crushed
By my hand, by my hand, by my hand
Wonder, in the twilight minutes
Whether or not you knew you would succeed
Festering anger in my sword
Biting til it can no longer feed
Yeah, I try my best to honour you
In whatever way I can
But you were sacrificed for mercy, and I saw sovereignty
Changing hands, changing hands, changing hands
And why couldn't I be the one you fought for
What did I do that wasn't enough
I'm sick of Earth, and these mere mortals
Rising from dust and withering from love
And why did you want him more than me
What did you stand to lose?
What did he have that I couldn't give? Yeah
what did he have that I would have given you
But I try my best to honour you
In whatever way I can
Your glories and your memory will be nurtured tenderly
By my hand, by my hand, by my hand
Yeah, I try my best to honour you
In whatever way I can
Your legions will be silenced, sentenced to a drowsy life
By my hand, by my hand, by my hand
So we fought the war, every hour of every day
Centuries of consciousness
I've seen what that does to a person, so what about me
So I try my best to honour you
In whatever way I can
I'll bring up all your armies, and the darkness will be crushed
By my hand, by my hand, by my hand
Wonder, in the twilight minutes
Whether or not you knew you would succeed
Festering anger in my sword
Biting til it can no longer feed
Yeah, I try my best to honour you
In whatever way I can
But you were sacrificed for mercy, and I saw sovereignty
Changing hands, changing hands, changing hands
And why couldn't I be the one you fought for
What did I do that wasn't enough
I'm sick of Earth, and these mere mortals
Rising from dust and withering from love
And why did you want him more than me
What did you stand to lose?
What did he have that I couldn't give? Yeah
what did he have that I would have given you
But I try my best to honour you
In whatever way I can
Your glories and your memory will be nurtured tenderly
By my hand, by my hand, by my hand
Yeah, I try my best to honour you
In whatever way I can
Your legions will be silenced, sentenced to a drowsy life
By my hand, by my hand, by my hand
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Writer(s): Rowan Lewis
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