Of all the wars you've fought Which one is etched along your headstone Bygone, remote, and cast aside? Did you hold your hands every single night? Did you wash them in the waters of a grave?
Silence in sovereign fleet the hand that dare seize the fire Struggle to sound above the piercing Echo trill of this hapless, bloody sigh
Stalking in this fearful symmetry the trail back To the hammer, the chain, and the furnace
Slowly they will tarnish and break The tiger utters not his own name
And in triumph, and in glory Our earth is blackened In solace do we sing
I'm not ashamed If blood is what you ask
Then I have nothing to offer [x2]
Your ghost is leaving; it has undone itself In death they do speak low into our ears
“I've been waiting for this” [x2]
Slowly they will tarnish and break The tiger utters not his own name
And in triumph, and in glory Our earth is blackened In solace do we sing [x5]
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