Taking back the time that I gave away
Back to the moments outlined in gold paint
Can't waste another second, I'm barely holding on the line
My will is my own weapon, my fate is just a warning sign
Turn the wheel, rewrite the page
Tear out the chapter on your mistakes
And heal what can still be saved
They might be threatening, but we are the reckoning
Ticking hands can't rewind the pain
Shattered streets and ghosts remain
I see the cracks in their paradise
Built on blood, their lies divide the skies
All I hear is a bittersweet symphony
It's the poison that reminds our reality
What to fear when we face it alone
It's a path, but a long road home
Turn the wheel, rewrite the page
Tear out the chapter on your mistakes
And heal what can still be saved
They might be threatening, but we are the reckoning
We are the reckoning!
Every tick, every beat, it fuels my fire
Grit and rage on my feet, bring down the empire
Break down the empire
Turn the wheel, rewrite the page
Tear out the chapter on your mistakes
And heal what can still be saved
They might be threatening, we are the reckoning
(We are the reckoning)
(We are the reckoning)
