Lyrics
leaving wreckage in the wake
all our engines are fueled again
embracing this taint has no forgiveness
Giving no quarter, falling from grace
Trusty tools of labour, in fierce endeavour
all our engines are fueled again
To rush and tread not lightly, giving no quarter
giving no quarter
falling from grace
All our engines are fueled again, to rage and go not gently
embracing this taint has no forgiveness
breaking fragile mask of a man
Embracing this taint has no forgiveness, embracing this taint has no forgiveness
In fierce endeavour, these are paths at feet, used all at once
Leaving wreckage in the wake, but does it matter at loss for limits, one leave to take
Giving no quarter, to rage and go not gently Limits, all our engines are fueled again
Breaking fragile mask of a man, come hell or high water, but does it matter at loss for limits
giving no quarter
Before dust settles, these are paths at feet
But does it matter at loss for limits, breaking fragile mask of a man, used all at once
trusty tools of labour
Breaking fragile mask of a man, one leave to take
To rage and go not gently, one wild ride, scattered roads to travel
No farewells, with no welcomes
Giving no quarter, leaving wreckage in the wake
All our engines are fueled again, all our engines are fueled again, to rage and go not gently
All our engines are fueled again, leaving wreckage in the wake
But does it matter at loss for limits, to rush and tread not lightly
Used all at once, hearing nothing reason tells
Scattered roads to travel, to blind and lead the blind
all our engines are fueled again
To blind and lead the blind, with no welcomes
Giving no quarter, all our engines are fueled again, scattered roads to travel
One leave to take, before dust settles
Embracing this taint has no forgiveness, trusty tools of labour
To blind and lead the blind, before dust settles Loss, no farewells
all our engines are fueled again
For what it s worth, but does it matter at loss for limits
These are paths at feet, trusty tools of labour, these are paths at feet