The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
The Briggs (Band)
Can you hear the silence now?
The sound of obivion
Mournful misfortune of the heroes
That we now have lost
Recognition of their past glories
Esteem that will never die
Heroes by choice or
Heroes by chance
Motive secondary to outcome
Woah
Buried inside an unmarked grave
No stone to tell us where they lay
So we pay our respect
In hope our memories won't fade
Seen heroes rise, seen heroes fall
Their mark can't be taken away
Heroes by choice or
Heroes by chance
Motive secondary to outcome
One, two, three, four
Woah
(never die, never die)
(memories will never fade)
(you can't take it away, you can't take it away)
(you're our heroes, you're our heroes)