The future five align Empty promises, find us all the time Would your put it on the line? For the lost and frozen years Leave us the bastard sons Leave us, the broken ones To fend for ourselves One by one An epitaph, not worth looking back Another sunset falls, on red on black We hit a wall of dotted lines An epitaph, not worth looking back Post cards of dust on bones If the bad news doesn't beat us home Leave us the bastard sons Leave us, the broken ones To fend for ourselves One by one An epitaph, not worth looking back Another sunset falls, on red on black We hit a wall of dotted lines An epitaph, not worth looking back A rusted chain of sympathy For time well wastes, losses faded A rusted chain of sympathy For time well wasted, losses Leave us the bastard sons Leave us the broken ones To fend for ourselves One by one An epitaph, not worth looking back Another sunset falls, on red on black We hit a wall of dotted lines An epitaph, not worth looking back