The strongest of this poison,
and we fell down at their shoes
and my sanity is kept by my chains
So I bear them both, in faith and hate,
for family and all that remains
If I'm the last of the men to fall,
then this war is growing in might
For fear, and for love, and survival
The red is coming to take you home,
a barrel of soul and of light
and the last of the light's fading too
The castles long have fallen,
and the paintings faded blue
we are here for something new
The last prize has been taken,
now the Red Hood faces you
Not for cause, not the coming of night
If I'm the last of the men to fall,
then this warrior's growing in might
No fear, head for love, and survival
The Red Hood is coming to
a bearer of a soul and of light
Here in the ashes, balanced in awe,
At the end of all the ages,
in the last of my crusades,
You're the Redbird's last contender,
and the first one unafraid.
I'm regretful to have hurt you,
but this world's blood must be spilled
I'll return home as a monster
from this bad dream that I killed
an audible call's not coming at night
If I'm the last of the men to fall,
then swore you's growing in might
Of fear, and for love, and survival
The Red Hood is coming to take you home,
a bearer of your soul and of your light
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