...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
Cold siren
Sing through the night
Draw the sailor
Onto the rocks
All her soft smiles
Drag you down
Oh, her eyes bright
Like the souls of our past lives
Stone angel
Point to the sky
Draw ever
Closer to God
For the first time
We tumble to the ground
Saw the empire
Turning into wandering lost tribes