Long days have been thereafter    Inching forward closer into the fires    Of self-indulgence of an empire wasted    Outside it's falling from it's grace       Is this all we have to show    The falling of a dynasty of sacred    Out of past into unkown    It's in the cards but it's out of my hands       Bleeding dry of any truth and any substance    Drowned out and left to make us beg    For something more than a thrill instantaneous    The white noise paints us black again       Is this all we have to show    The falling of a dynasty of sacred    Out of past into unkown    It's in the cards but it's out of my hands       Faded now behold I stand before a dim lit sky    Only time now can tell me of a way I can find    Some methodical procedure that can fill my soul       Empty out the blackness and fill the hole    Get me back on axis and out of the cold    Leave me now to bring back the days of old       How can we go so easily from classics    To all times of low    No shame to show only our greed    Taking the life from our own    Bloodflow that once fueled the fires of all       Every now and then I see it all    For what it's worth       Empties out the blackness and fills the hole    Gets me back on axis and out of the cold    Leaves me now to bring back the days of old