Into the dawn of the day
The darkest night was swiftly falling
And brokers who break everything
We'll rise above the scarlet tide
I thought I heard a black bell toll
And separates the widow from the bride
A little bird did sing
And separates the widow from the bride
That trickles down through the mountain
And we'll rise above the scarlet tide
Why would I want him
Or take myself far from this place?
Of swindlers who act like kings
Man goes beyond his own decision
That trickles down through the mountain
Man loses all when he wants everything
Just to lose him again?
And we'll rise above the scarlet tide
That trickles down through the mountain
Gets caught up in his own mechanism
