Dear friends of this academy   Ohh, Romeo is bleeding to death   To see a friend bleed to death   And what for, some kind of metaphor   That I can't see? So I'll drink until I see it      This sky will make me sick   So I'll give up on you, I'll give up on this   This sky will make me sick   So I'll give up on this, I'll give up on you      Archers in your arches   Raise your fingers for one last salute   And I bleed this skyline dry   Your history is mine      So you want to hold me up and bring me down   Yes, you want to hold me up and break me down   And I don't care for your sweet scent   Or the way you want me more than I want you   And I don't care for your sweet scent   Or the way you want me more than I want you      Archers in your arches   Raise your fingers for one last salute   And I bleed this skyline dry   Your history is mine      Archers in your arches   Raise your fingers for one last salute   And I bleed this skyline dry   Your history is mine      It's all mine   It's all mine   It's all mine      Archers in your arches   Raise your fingers for one last salute   And I bleed this skyline dry   Your history is mine      Archers in your arches   Raise your fingers for one last salute   And I bleed this skyline dry   Your history is mine   Your history is mine