Our mighty fallen

Begotten power

Shoulder to shoulder

Never surrender...

Apples drop...

beside the tree...

old man please...

remember me...

And all of us...

still chase our dream

underneath...

the canopy...

Steady we ride

silhouette flying

over the grass

As the daylight now dies

our stallions

breathing their last

Duty chain us

our demons haunt us

fighting for seeds

of our crown

death by sundown

Steady we ride

watching scenes playing

out from our past

Like the smell of her hair

those times always

fly by so fast

Needles broken

the feeling's woken

should we just let it all fade

Is it just time?