Rustfire August

Ash on the highway Steel in the rain

We count the sirens By the names they claim No crown above

us No prayer below

We keep on marching Where the red winds blow

Bring down the towers

Break every chain

If this is the ending

We rise through the flame (oh)

We are the last fire

Burning in the black rain Hammer on the locked gates Calling out

our own names

We are the last fire

We will not fade (yeah)

Smoke in the chapel

Dust on the throne

Maps turn to ashes But the road is known

Hands on the wreckage Eyes to the wall

We hear the engines And we stand tall

No kings No masters

No mercy from the sky

No bells No answer

Only boots in time (hey)

If the sun goes under

We carry the spark

If the ground breaks open

We carve our mark (oh)

We are the last fire

Burning in the black rain

Hammer on the locked gates

Calling out our own names

We are the last fire

We will not fade Stand in the storm line

We will not fade (yeah)

We will not fade

We will not fade (oh)