All heroes die eventually.
The world is cold, it's heart and soul are slowly spinning gears.
And the worst to lose a child.
Beneath the ice are the vapors of heaven and hell.
You're laid on these flowers for the fires to devour
You disintegrate, and you fade.
A mother waits at the door.
Watching for her son, for a boy who won't be coming home.
And neither God nor the devil are going to break the rules,
going to rescue you.
The freeway is king tonight.
You're laid on these flowers for the fires to devour.
You disintegrate and you fade.
You burn like a beacon to light the horizon.
The night as bright as day - we're awake
And the machine, it carries on.
It never breaks, it will never pause.
Not for the tears of men or gods.
Not for the death of an only son.
(All my life, the TV lights
Burning brighter than the sun.)
You're laid on these flowers for the fires devour.
You disintegrate and you fade.
(Burning down)
You burn like a beacon to light the horizon.
The night as bright as day - we're awake.
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Lyrics submitted by Kevin.