Shane Walsh Follow

A last chance to save us, a last chance to turn dusk to dawn
The vultures they cried out their welcome to greet my arrival
The shadows they danced for my death at the nightmare's trial

Demons of fear tearing my sad soul apart
A horned winged creature laughed out its scorn to the dawn
The sun wasn't able to send down its light
Swallowed by thoughts in my mind
Dark was my conscience, I was the last of my kind

I was dead, awake in hell
A lonely corpse to break the spell
A soul in flames a heart in chains
Can't you see you must believe, now

The witch brew was drained, I couldn't escape my fate
Wrong was this place full with awful disgrace and hate
Sweet ancient memories, fragments of times that have passed
Came to my mind like a blessing with grace for my eyes

I was dead, awake in hell
A lonely corpse to break the spell
A soul in flames a heart in chains
Can't you see you must believe, now

A last chance to save us, a last chance to turn dusk to dawn
The vultures they cried out their welcome to greet my arrival