The Collection
September Mourning
Blessed are the lost without their sight Blessed at the star that kills the light Blessed are the fallen that escape their crimes Torn from the hands of fate and time Blessed all the flames that swollow the earth Blessed all the hollow that hide their worth Blessed all the fears that cloud the sky Storms are raging deep inside Together we will die, together we will fall Together we will rise, so take it all So take it all, take it all Take it all, take it all