the broken ones

arise my friend

we're nearly late

still drunk as lords at ten past eight

since fortune fled we're creeping back

to skies that we once knew

from blue to black

from blue to black

through damnation we run

with two broken legs

and we find a refuge in our halo's crack

trying to change the whole world

hearts replaced with stones

we're not the heroes

my friend

we are the broken ones

get up my friend

it's not too late

we have a cause

we can control our fate

wipe off the dirt and feign a smile

at least just for a while

just for a while

through damnation we run

with two broken legs

and we find a refuge in our halo's crack

trying to change the whole world

hearts replaced with stones

we're not the heroes

my friend

we are the broken ones

run

run

it's not too late

run

run

control your fate

run

run

it's not too late

run

run

the wise don't wait

my love

you know what we fight for

take a run at bastards all

with words they hope will break your bones

never forget

we are the broken ones

we are the broken ones

through damnation we run

with two broken legs

and we find a refuge in our halo's crack

trying to change the whole world

hearts replaced with stones

we're not the heroes

my friend

for our dreams i would fight

with two broken arms

still believing our life

has the chance to charm

we can change this cruel world

maybe one fine day

we'll walk as heroes

my friend

but not today