

Ring
the bell… Count the dead.
Pray if
you
want. No one is
listening. I watched the righteous lose their way,
Trading halos just to stay.
Every promise turned to rust,
Every oath dissolved to dust.
Heroes vanished one by one,
Long before the war was won.
Truth was buried with the weak,
Now only silence dares to speak.
Every face wears another mask.
Every smile hides another knife.
Tell me…
Who survives
Without becoming the villain?
There’s no saints left!
Only survivors! Standing in the smoke,
Walking through the fire!
No saints left! No saving grace!
We’re all just sinners With a different face!
When heaven closed its gates,
We learned to stand alone!
There’s no saints left…
Only bones.
The guilty wear the purest white,
The innocent disappear at night.
Every judgment, every lie,
Was written underneath the sky.
I’ve seen angels choose revenge,
I’ve seen devils make amends.
Good and evil fade away…
When you’re fighting
through the end.
Every crown
is stained with blood.
Every throne
was built on pain.
If nobody’s innocent… Who is left to blame?
Maybe…
We were asking
The wrong question.
Not… “Who’s the hero?”
But…
“Who made it home?”
One by one… The halos fall.
One by one… The idols break.
One by one… The truth is revealed.
WHO WILL JUDGE US?
WHEN THE JUDGES ARE DEAD?
WHO WILL SAVE US?
WHEN THE SAVIORS HAVE BLED?
NO MORE HALOS! NO
MORE THRONES! WE BUILT THIS HELL—
NOW WE CALL IT HOME!
THERE’S NO SAINTS LEFT!
ONLY SURVIVORS! STANDING IN THE SMOKE!
WALKING THROUGH THE FIRE!
NO SAINTS LEFT! NO SAVING GRACE!
WE’RE ALL JUST SINNERS WITH A DIFFERENT FACE!
WHEN HEAVEN CLOSED ITS GATES— WE STOOD ALONE!
THERE’S NO SAINTS LEFT… ONLY US.
History Never remembers The innocent.
Only… The ones Who survived.