the silver gate
blackwinterwells
[Verse 1]
We all have our burdens to bear
We carry them high
We must try our best in this place
These are not easy trials
Despite it, we raise up our fists
And march firmly on
Your spirit held tightly to mine
You may waver not fall
[Bridge]
I won't let you crumble to dust
I will mend all your cracks
There's larger fates needed of us
And this torment will pass
I won't let you crumble to dust
I will mend all your cracks
This torment will pass
[Verse 2]
I'm still haunted
By ghosts of slain pawns
Of those fabled kings
Of long past eons
Exorcise my guilt and shame
Unshackle inherited pain
And let this form succumb to dust
To heaven's gates, you give me up
Give me up
Give me up
Give me up