[00:23.61]The ashes of unrest do a dance under a cold sky
[00:30.74]Fireflies, made from our demise
[00:37.43]These shadow empires entombed
[00:44.24]The ashes are all that's left of home
[00:51.40]Pages of the skinned, carried off in the wind
[00:58.17]Into a distant sky, to be spoken again
[01:06.72]Screams of the flock
[01:09.22]Cry out for design
[01:12.44]This power of one
[01:15.85]A savior to none
[01:18.49]These shadow empires entombed
[01:25.35]The ashes are all that's left of home
[01:32.39]Pages of the skinned, carried off in the wind
[01:39.27]Into a distant sky, to be spoken again
[01:59.65]The skies open and paints a portrait with no use of color
[02:06.49]The ground reflects a world that has been torn asunder
[02:15.58]My home has been entombed under ashes
[02:27.31]My only hope is to envision a new world