Borrowed Reverence

Step by step, the iron ground

Keeps the march of what we found

We carry dust, we bear the cold

A secret that was never told

This is the last walk,

the final line

Under the weight of fading time (ahhhh)

No turning back, the road is clear

We walk with pride instead of fear

This is the last walk,

the final line

Under the weight of fading time (ahhhh)