this will be my last song for the night
spirits are low enough to feel its bite
it's getting cold as it draws nearer to the weakened sun
who shines no stronger than a torch light
this will be my last song for the night
i can't tell if i'm singing well
my intentions are bold
o stories left to tell
i've burned out as the night wore on
as it turned out
all the audience they half-muttered and scorned
lights out
step off the stage
that has been my platform for rage
retire my 'sorry's to sorry-land
surrender to eden
i've done what i can
this will be my last song for the night
remember it well
don't ever forget
i've focused so well when my mind was all set
it's getting cold as it draws closer to the weakened fire
that burns no stronger than hellfire
lights out
step off the stage
that has been my platform for rage
retire my stories to sorry-land
surrender to eden
i've done what i can.