Tower Of The Middle Of The Month lyrics

Decorate the tower of Ides In metal and flesh. We conclude your measurements To be correct. Oh you noble souls. You have one task left. It's a selfless call to arms, For a betterment. It's not that bright. We call it day, but it's really night. It's not that bright. We call it strength but its really fright of you... Kamikaze envy to dump it all. Go and no throwbacks to has-been targets. good old regret. Hallowed be thy name. Be thy name. Shape misshapen and it's all excitement and it's all twenty years to the day. Standing on a coward's grave. One hand one task one lot one chance last breath last leg can't stand. Must run cannot / will not be outdone. Armor always on, sleeping clean with streamlined dreams. Aerodynamic with the possibility. Can't sit still by the sheer fact of it. Slow motion kamikaze. You're still crazy with fate in hand.