The Will Of Good Men Songtext

Fading son leaves darkened skies behind.
You're breaking outcomes harsh implied.
Your tears flow from a source unknown...
What's in it for you? Your son...
Can't make shores draw red.
Relax your grasp again. Killed by duty.
Twist the pins that burrow into you.
This isn't yours.
Fight for air, Fight for air.
Writing black words. And i'm gone.