Prelude (Again)

It begin with this
This is a declaration of intent
We're taking back all those somber years we spent full of days we wasted wishing we had stayed in bed
Our debts are paid in ink and blood for all the things we've said this is a statement of our will
We're not going down in history for standing still
We are racing against the sun
Our debts are pain in ink and blood for all the things we've done We're making blood oaths, we're making promises to ourselves and hoping someone's listening
Our debts are paid in ink and blood Kiss the ground goodbye for a while
Fare thee well, everything we knew
We're trading in our lives for a song and hoping beyond hope that it'll see us through
We're doing our best to make good on this
Fare thee well, everything we knew
We're trading in our lives for a song and hoping beyond hope that it'll see us through
So what have you got left now? You're gonna have to dig real deep, We're paying off our debts in ink and blood, 'cause these are promises that we intend to keep