There's no getting off this train
The stage is set for the dreadnoughts
All I'm asking for is defiance
Public derailment for our pleasure
All I'm asking for is strife
Let's clench our fists in unison
All I'm asking for are echoes
Many a vain man will shatter these walls
Grasping and picking our ideals apart
The future we imagined for ourselves
Is lost
We are, all remnants
Remnants, are we content?
We are, all remnants
Remnants, pledge yourself
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