Sun rising through this windshield
Rubber on this open road
Singing tales of our conquests
And battles we were told were lost
Aches replace money, fear
Earned inheritance proud to call our own
Losing nothing but leeches
Nothing but leeches along the way
Warships sailed away and, left us
Here burning bridges
Staring at the sun for their return, dead set
To justify pyromania
Footings laid by liars and self-servants
Will all be lost in flames
It will build bright beacons
For those blinded, by the smoke
May the flames we ignite
Light the darkness of their transgression
Foster progression
And carry through those honest few
Those honest few
Warships sailed away and, left us
Here burning bridges
Staring at the sun for their return, dead set
To justify pyromania
Until wolves have historians
Tales of the hunt will always
Glorify the hunter
Warships sailed away and, left us
Here burning bridges
Staring at the sun for their return, dead set
To justify pyromania
Footings laid by liars and self-servants
Will all be lost in flames
It will build bright beacons
For those blinded, by the smoke
May the flames we ignite
Light the darkness of their transgression
Foster progression
And carry through those honest few
May the bridges that we burn
Light your way