

Blackened rain upon the stone (ahhhh)
We are standing here alone
Watching monuments decay
And the embers start to rise
Under cold forgotten skies (hold on tight)
We are breathing in the ashes of tomorrow
(ashes of tomorrow) Burning down the pathways of our sorrow
Faded memories in the clay (yeah)
What was gold has turned to gray
We are breathing in the ashes of tomorrow
(ashes of
tomorrow)
Burning down the pathways of our sorrow
Tomorrow's ashes blow
away... (away...)