Storyteller: That night we were searching a shoulder to cry on Leaning heads on the shoulder of war Silently letting our children go (They go, they go, they go) Watching the sparrows fly into the narrow ravine in the sky Once we wished upon a star Now we’re shooting stars at daylight
Up on a hill- a soldier’s dying word “What is that in the fog?!” His whisper then becomes a scream The piper got himself some new machinery
Soldiers: Bravo team to Alpha leader, target is on sight Asking for permission to pursue the fight Permission granted, Bravo team, green light, Get to go Abort! Mission compromised! These bastards somehow know!
The Architect: Armies will not stop me I have won When they’ll take one down A thousand more will come The stabs that once tore my back Scarred into sheaths for daggers I’ll avenge this blood of Cesar You sheep in Brutus’ leather
Storyteller: Look high above the clouds, beyond the human reach Madly crafted aircrafts, diving into the breach Speeding winged destroyers, black metallic wraiths Bombing the horizon, diminishing our lives Cities rattle loosely, as fragile as a glass Shattering beneath the green flame’s power-lust
Choir: It all seems so hopeless, We cannot possibly overcome those foes The enemy’s unstoppable Mankind’s future remains unknown
Soldiers: Fall back, regroup at delta HQ1 We must reconvene with headquarters, the damage’s done We need to understand what we’re facing, we need another plan I fear, my friends, that this war has just begun Is that Headquarters? Did they answer our call? The line is dead commander, the bombs began to fall I fear we’re on the brink here; we need some backup, fast! No military in history faced an enemy so vast
The Architect: Sing me a song and I’ll tell you a story A tale of a place I once knew Where my future was young where I’ve sunk down my worries A place where a Daffodil grew And we wished to the stars When we saw them get closer And they took away breaths And I’ll never return Sing me a song so I could remember How it is to be among friends again
Choir: It all seems so hopeless, We cannot possibly overcome those foes The enemy’s unstoppable Mankind’s future remains unknown Storyteller: This was just a bitter sweet endeavor… This was just a bitter sweet endeavor… Sing me a song…