oh, grace! oh, such grace!
upon my naive faith
misery, such misery!
from an ancient mystery
fall from the grace
anesthetize the pain of
turning my back on
those who always knew
my rusty sword no longer
cuts through blindness
I'm the last soldier on earth
I'm the last believer on dirt
maybe I'm the last of everything, every life.
ghosts of the fallen whisper
"It's time to rest!"
surrender, I surrender
what will I be,
when there's nothing to fight for?
my fear of losing you is
now rather relieving reality
my rusty sword no longer
cuts through blindness
I'm the last soldier on earth
I'm the last believer on dirt
maybe I'm the last of everything, every life.
ghosts of the fallen whisper
"It's time to rest!"
surrender, I surrender
the last soldier on earth
the last believer on dirt