Cast your armour off.
Lay your arms down.
This war is won.
They were at your side, haunted you in the broad daylight.
Watched you as you slept.
When the fight is through, your history still follows you.
You live beneath the reign; under the weight of your name.
Come alive and let me hear you now.
We'll clean out all the corners where skeletons and these ghosts hide.
Come alive and let me hear you now.
A chance at least to cease the fire; an armistice to build the pyres.
For don't we burn what we want the most,
then treasure the ash and sleep with the bones?
Wash your hands of all the blood spilt by those you used to love.
These skeletons are long since dead and we're not scared of ghosts.
With hands clenched, scars that bloom where once you bled.
You still live on battlefields.
Tear the pages out, for history is written now.
You don't need to read through chapters that weren't written for you.
Come alive and let me hear you now.
We'll clean out all the corners where skeletons and these ghosts hide.
Come alive and let me hear you now.
A chance at least to cease the fire; an armistice to build the pyres.
For don't we burn what we want the most,
then treasure the ash and sleep with the bones?
Wash your hands of all the blood spilt by those you used to love.
These skeletons are long since dead and we're not scared of ghosts.
Come alive and let me hear you now.
We'll clean out all the corners where skeletons and these ghosts hide.
Come alive and let me hear you now.
A chance at least to cease the fire; an armistice to build the pyres.
For don't we burn what we want the most,
then treasure the ash and sleep with the bones?
Wash your hands of all the blood spilt by those you used to love.
These skeletons are long since dead and we're not scared of ghosts.
Cast your armour off.
Lay your arms down.
This war is won.

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