And morning nds my nights work
Lights the remnants on display
I do not seek forgiveness, nothing to absolve
For now the need is met, I almost hate myself
Almost but not quite
They survey the frozen scene, the cold countenance of hell
And they hang their heavy heads, Im seen as death itself
Fear that holds this fragile town extends for miles around
Ive taken all control for I am someone now
The shadow cross my face, all the signs of my mistakes
Shallow graves I mark with stones as I walk the road of bones
\Ve dance our unkind, compelling dance, the arcane ritual observed
I will see this whole thing through ifI just keep my nerve
All the journeys Ive retraced to return me to this place
I do not walk alone as I build the road of bones
Their dumb shock of reactions what its for
Full of nothing and I wont be ignored
They got sirens and all that nervous force
They concede a good deaths its own reward
The shadow cross my face, all the Futures laid to waste
Shallow graves I mark with stones as I walk the road of bones