Too Late For Gods
Come with usTo the water as we celebrate poolsideSilver lined sons and daughtersTake the big diveCelebrate before rejectionBefore this pool shows our reflectionToo wellDiamond impressionsLay where we fellWithout discretionAll the questions they’ll askWere we raised this way?Such a promising pastMayday
Go down in gloryWhat did I tell you, I promised they’d take me tooDown with the heroes before meWhat did I tell you, I promised I’d give you a storyTell me a story
Now look downFrom these great heightsSoaring pristine and privateThrough the stormWe will cut rightAcross the skylineCelebrate, conjoin with this stormAnd radiateWe international wraithsWith hearts we’ve stolenFlee but can’t keepA thing that is golden
They say nothing was foundWhen we hit the groundDid I forget to sayMayday