Binance

Weary Saints (Kensrue Dustin)

For years we fought the night With pale and ghostly flames Some still dream of light So the sun will rise again We'll cure our need for wrongs In cool and measured crime We'll learn to drift in palm From our hearts and from our minds Let us not be faithless You will meet our needs A good and gracious wordless Will lamp unto our feet For years we've closed our eyes While rust on reason grows Feed and clothe our lies In our hearts we know, yeah, we know Wisdom lends us all Cool and steady hand Steel pressed to my palm Doesn't make me more a man So courage for the givers Do what must be done To deal out truth and justice With swift and sober guns For years you met our thirst Still deserts we have roamed We'll be done with dust and dirt When the ocean calls us home And fall into the arms Of a cool and sweet embrace And under stars and waving palms Shed our sin like snakes But time will cease to stalk us Death will be undone We'll shine with the light of A thousand blazing suns Time will cease to stalk us Death will be undone We'll shine with the light of A thousand blazing suns