This is the end for them Black suits and tragic words linger The absence of miracles, I Wash them away No time for words and tears Discipline holds the room silent Raising the stakes again, I Tear it away. This rift won't mend again Dig deep to uncover There's something in the dirt Dead fingers rise, I descend This is the end for them Silent they stand at attention Under a clouded sky I wish them away As strong as the chains that bind This darkness to my mind This rift won't mend again Dig deep to uncover There's something in the dirt Dead fingers rise, I descend Dig deep in the dirt, searching Searching for what was lost below This rift won't mend again Dig deep to uncover There's something in the dirt Dead fingers rise, I descend