The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
The Violet Burning
I could feel my heart stop beating - I can tell we've got to go
Before they leave us gone
Lord, I hear you calling - when I can't go on
Still, I feel your light - I keep it close to mine
There's a movement on my shoulders
And we're letting go
I'm a son of thunder, baby - I'm the son of thunder and rain
We won't be coming - no, we won't be running back
We won't be coming back no more
We're not your kind - we are not your kind
We're letting go - we are letting go
Machine beat Sabbatha
The sons of thunder come
Machine beat Sabbatha
The sons of thunder come
We're letting go - we're letting go
Machine beat Sabbatha
We are letting go