Last Century Man

Wake up from asleep

Last century man

Ten thousand year fight

We fade into dust

I heard

Remember the ghost

Who lived in the near

Come forth warm and tender

We cry for the past

You

Caught me on the ground

Take away the silence

Against the fold

Lost the bottom lines

I've done crying

In the road

They can't escape

We've done things

To the heart of the shadows left to us

I want statues in the fold

All my cities turn to gold

Home

Come to the bless we own

To the bless I know

Home

To the bless we own

To the bless we know

Home

To the bless we own

To the bless I know

Home

To the bless we own

To the bless I know

Home

To the bless we own

To the bless I know

Home

To the bless we own

To the bless I know

Home

To the bless we own

To the bless I know

The spirit is gone

And I am

And the spirit is gone

Night is on