hail, hail

haunted by your slide

you thought you were on your climb

the open door shut tight

braving our misfortunes day and night

falling down from faulty spines

all dry rivers in my dying thirst for you

and you clearly can't decide dark from light

as we hail

hail to the new bastille

the albatross that needed to fly

as the future sails

to collision's trail

we'll find a voice that leads us to right

hail

hail

with all your sins on trial

can't get it off of your mind

the choking sands of time

out of sync with your like and mine

i was sentenced for the kill

i'm the eye inside the storm

after what i had to live

i've got nothing left to give

or to keep me hanging on