The Fallen (Instrumental)

Unspoken words, untold stories of what we had
Of the days in Eden, when we were walking in hell

I will break the chains of pain (I will break them!)
I will see those eyes again (i will see them!)
I will be calling your name (Can you hear me?)
I will fight for our fate (I swear it!)

How many years have passed? I do not count them anymore
What I left it is my past, why is it always less than more?
Our star has brought us shame, it burned out in its flame

I... I am exhausted! Will I breathe again?!
I am not trusted... hate is what I gain!
I am exhausted! I won't be a saint!
I am combusted hell is waiting again! Hell is waiting again!

As bones crump under my feet, I walk to the edge of the world
There where our gods sit, there where our fate is held
To burn the afterglow of my past in Phlegethon I offer my paradise
Now I am an iconoclast for you were my sacrifice

I am the fallen! Drown in my scow
I am the fallen! No one will save me now
I am the fallen! I've lost my mind
To the fallen I've pledged my life

How many years have passed
I do not count them anymore
In the wastelands of my hell
I am always less, less than more
Our star is not the same
It's the darkness in the flame