Lyrics

Mad blood stirring, something wicked this way comes
Forsaken parts we are the sum
Lead the pack now down haunted roads, a thought betrayed
Into the night devils wade
Thrown to the sirens, the dashing rocks bemoan
Finally its time we made our way for home, for home
Because all the while, my heart, my heart sings from its cage
Toil and trouble, brace yourself child and beware
Into the sun angels dare
Breathe, relax now, your faith is pouring gold with hate
Brother hear the past and steer away
Thrown to the sirens, the dashing rocks bemoan
Finally its time we made our way for home, for home
Because all the while, my heart, my heart sings from its cage
Well alone walks the man who must think where he stands
Always thrown out the door by the rising urge for more
For glory stalks, and as he walks his feet to sleep
He notices a dying dream that is growing more bold above his shoulder
And I say woe be to man, your loves? an open sore
And your righteousness has tried so hard to hide our scars with gold
So tell me is it raining, is it pouring, is a hurricane a blowing
A hymn emerges from the night and reaches for the note and I say?
Sing on, sing on, sing on, sing on