Flight of the Demoiselles

Once more The orders have come down The simple minds and silencers Scream and shout And they're drawn The lines drawn in the sand These tiny iron curtains signal where we stand The daughters complicate the story And I call out to them Carry me, carry me, carry me Dark angels rise And cross the horizon Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains Dark angels rise And burn a veil of tears This generation won't give up the day These walls These personal blockades The battlegrounds and borderlines We take in stride Exiled By the keepers of the faith By the vicious and vainglorious They stake their claim The servants overcome the masters In the city of sand Bury me, bury me, bury me Dark angels rise And cross the horizon Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains Dark angels rise And burn a veil of tears This generation won't give up the day The time for revelation's gone now We can stand on our own feet Do you believe in power Or do we live in fear While they march in their divisions We'll go dancing on their dreams While the empires crash down Dark angels rise And cross the horizon Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains Dark angels rise And burn a veil of tears This generation won't give up the day