In Hearts Wake Winterfell

Murderers. No one would hear me, no one knew I had a soul. Now winter

comes for you all. I will run the rivers dry, I will make the molten

mountains cry. I’ll bring the fire, I’ll take the air. I am the earth we

will never share. I dine with the moon, I am the father of mother nature.

I move to and fro won’t you let the others know that I am out to kill.

Murderers. Now can you hear me, now can you feel my soul? My winter comes

for you all. There’s no place to hide. I will call upon the raging tide.

I’ll bring the fire, I’ll take the air. I am the earth we will never

share. I will bring you down. You’ve brought this on yourself, it’s been a

long time coming now. I dine with the moon, I am the father of mother

nature. So can you hear me now?

You’re all victims of the same dying race. What have we done? Have we

reached our destination? You’re all features of the same lying face. We

die as one. Will there be another generation?

In Hearts Wake Warcry

Walk with me.

I’ll show you a vision of a world caught in-between.

The future has a face you wish you hadn’t seen.

Broken limbs and skeletons crawling through the endless mud.

Desperate children deserted and unloved.

Under the pressing of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.

With a hand in two worlds, you had a heart in none.

It’s time to make way for the new generation,

So sick of watching the world’s demise.

Go fuck your doomsday. Scream it at the sky,

This is a call to arms. Let me hear your warcry.

I’ll lead you to a wasteland riddled with disease.

This epidemic reeks of death.

Cold blood and burning flesh.

Choking on the words of conviction.

Hanging in the halls of extinction.

Will this be your prophecy?

Under the pressing of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.

With a hand in two worlds, you had a heart in none.

It’s time to make way, for the new generation,

So sick of watching the worlds demise.

Go fuck your doomsday. Scream it at the sky,

This is a call to arms. Let me hear your warcry.

It’s time to make way, let me hear your warcry.

Go fuck your doomsday.

Fuck your doomsday.

It’s time to make way, for the new generation,

So sick of watching the worlds demise.

Go fuck your doomsday. Scream it at the sky,

This is a call to arms. Let me hear your warcry.

It’s time to make way, let me hear your warcry.

Go fuck your doomsday, let me hear your warcry.

In Hearts Wake Badlands

[Verse 1:]

Walking through the badlands

I watch the tyrants scar the red sands

Their greed is like morphine

Drilling into the veins with machines

The purest form of evil that I’ve ever seen

[Pre-Chorus 1:]

Who are you to destroy this ancient land?

How dare you disrespect what you don’t understand

We will rise up

We will take it back

You are called out

This is where we make our stand

[Chorus:]

We’re tearing down the walls

We are the outlaws, we are the outlaws

Your kingdom was built to fall

And now we’re coming for you all

[Verse 2:]

Riding through the canyons

I am the outlaw left abandoned

Fingerprints of future lives

Footprints of homes left behind

Self-destruction is the greatest failure of mankind

[Pre-Chorus 2:]

Who are you to destroy this ancient land

How dare you disrespect what you don’t understand

We will rise up, we will take it back

We will make our stand

[Breakdown:]

Don’t let this world go

We’ll never make it on our own

Don’t let this world go

The only home we’ve ever known

[Chorus:]

We’re tearing down the walls

We are the outlaws, we are the outlaws

Your kingdom was built to fall

And now we’re coming for you all

[Outro:]

So here we stand back to back at crossroads

Our guns drawn now

It’s time to reap what you’ve sowed

Bronze, silver and gold

Now lead is all that you’re owed

With your last ten steps

You’ll suffer six feet below

In Hearts Wake Northern Lights

Why do I feel so alone? Even the trees here seem dead to me.

Why should we deny love when it visits us? Should we not accept what we are given?

The wish to be truly happy, this is what dreams may become. What have I become?

This storm will, this storm will pass. This storm will pass! I’ve been here before.

Take me to the north where the cherry trees thrive and blossom.

Where the symphonies of starlight dance, like an orchestra of strings upon the wind.

This hollow sense of loneliness is knocking on deaths door. When will this pass.

I have been here before! I have been here, I have been here before.

Take me to the north, where I can feel a deeper presence – Our hearts beating.

I can hear a greater calling. The hardest part is letting go.

Under an array of colour. Under a tapestry of northern lights.

We’ll see into the beauty of everything. Only time will tell, only time will tell.