Coheed and Cambria | In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth | Lyrics

yeah
i like the colorfulness
some colors i accidently put in a row
but oh well

A broad incision sits across the evening.
The victim to our father's lost war.
The restless children sit and mourn the graves of those they never met before.
Will they be buried here among the dead in the silent secret?

The pioneers!
In dealing with it they march for dawn of will and worthy.
The truth be told the child was born!
Man your own jackhammer.
Man your battle stations.
We'll have you dead pretty soon, and now...
Sincerely written from my brother's blood machine.
Man your own battle stations.
We'll have you home pretty soon, and now...

Awake through motion with curiosity to curtain your first move.
Over arm's length they'll break protocol.
Jealous envy for the youngest one.
To be the hero is all I'll ask.
Will I be buried here among the dead with room to honor me here in the end?
You'll be better off too soon.
You'll be better off when you get home.

The pioneers!
In dealing with it they march for dawn of will and worthy.
The truth be told the child was born!
Man your own jackhammer.
Man your battle stations.
We'll have you dead pretty soon, and now...
Sincerely written from my brother's blood machine.
Man your own battle stations.
We'll have you home pretty soon, and now...

For you I'd do anything just to make you happy.
Hear you tell me that you're prud of me.
For them I'll kill anything; cut the throats of babies for them.
Break their hearts for they were them.
Waiting for you to say I love you too.

The navigator.
The pilot.
Her favorite.
The one they call the vision that bears the gift.

Will
Do the children really understand the things you did to them?
And why, oh why, should they conjure up the will?
For you my love I would kill him.
We're coming home pretty soon.
We're coming home.
In the seventh turning hour, will the victim's shadow fall?
Should the irony grow hungry with the victory and all they sought for.
We were one among the fence.
One among the fence.

Now we're coming home.
Man your own jackhammer.
Man your battle stations.
We'll have you dead pretty soon, and now...
Sincerely written from my brother's blood machine.
Man your battle stations.
We'll have you home pretty soon, tonight.



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This song is from the album 'In Keeping Secrets Of Silent Earth: 3' aka IKSOSE.