The Author Lyrics

Someday these cities will burn

Sometimes I wish it were tomorrow

Could we stand alone as skyscrapers crumble

Open up and swallow

Someday war will break the earth into tiny little pieces

(Covered in blood)

Could I be at the head of the last stand

Where man fights hand to hand

In the heat of the battle

When nothing else matters

(We die to survive, we die)

We die to survive

We die to survive

We are one of a kind

We are one of a kind

The Maker's hands have never shaken

No blemishes or flaws

Passionate the artist at His canvas draws

Adding color and dimension

He watched as we passed through the filthy hands

(Over and over)

Shed a solitary tear to flood the whole world over

I wanna stand at the edge of our new beginning

Let the fire consume the dead and explode with a bright white light

I wanna stand in the ruin of everything we built here

Watch the rubble turn to ash and turn back time

When at last we are returned to the kind hands of the Author

I wanna be there with the colors and paint back bright the sky

Watch the old world die and a new one come to life

So you never spoke the words

I know you feel it

We are one of a kind

In the universe

We are one of a kind

I wanna stand at the edge of our new beginning

I wanna stand at the edge of our new beginning

Let the fire consume the dead and explode with a bright white light

I wanna stand in the ruin of everything we built here

Watch the rubble turn to ash and turn back time

I wanna stand at the edge of our new beginning

Watch the rubble turn to ashes and turn back time