Lost in Lonely Ghosts - Citizen Cain

Soldier run cast down your shield your sword held tight in your hand

You’re in the route and there’s no doubt you’ll die just where you stand

All my life it seems to me nothing ever gets better

Rich or poor dull or bright each one you’ll find in fetters

Yet you’ll see their candle light beacons by the window

Staring out into the night and that stares right back at you

What would you say to a hole in the ground

What would you say to a head stone

What would you say to a soul under ground

What would you say if it speaks

Soldier run get off the feild your sword drops cold from your hand

The enemy’s close on your heels he’ll slaughter to a man

All my life it seems to me nothing ever gets better

Rich or poor dull or bright each one remains in fetters

Yet you’ll see that candle light beacons by the window

Looking out into the night and that looks right back at you

What would you say to a hole in the ground

What would you say to a head stone

What would you say to a soul under ground

What would you say when he speaks

To you of chains that keep you tied and fixed below

Throw away your sheild death may have more appeal

Throw away your sheild death may have more appeal

They’re sad in their eyes their graves open wide

Their hearts cold as ice their souls long since died

They’re all hell bound here to stay

Flesh and blood the price the Angel pays

Throw away your sheild death may have more appeal

Throw away your sheild death may have more appeal

Once the clock strikes twelve you’ll see a distant point of light

Dont be afraid just rejoice in the sight

Come all you children once trapped by the night

Can’t awaken from the storm

Your sheild lies upon the ground your blood running down and down

Your sword lies upon the ground your body the grave has found

Once the clock strikes twelve you’ll see a brilliance in the night

This world is Hades where flesh must reside

Come all you children once trapped by the night

Can’t awaken from the storm

Flesh and blood the price the Angel has to pay

Soldier behold you are trapped by the soul

Your heaven’s now sold to the beggar and the world below

The flesh shall seek its paradise in dark and murky waters

When you eat from my tree your mind is mine

When you taste from my fruit you’ll know desire

When you sleep in my roots you’ll know the pyre

Here you are now in the night your darkness has begun

You have lived a thousand life times but remember none but one

You are in the halls of Hades where judgement now awaits thee

The heaven you seek could fall

There are no dice or game of chance or sins yet to commit

Within those thousand life times the same acts you commit

You are in the halls of Hades your judgement shall await thee

The heaven you seek now gone

Johnny can’t escape from his prison gate

Now the night has become him

The waves he met fell on his head

And tumbled him into the depths

You are on the other side in the darkness not the light

You are Hector when the wall falls

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