From the recording EMPIRE
It’s a new day. The masks painted over the old gods are torn away, and the world is built fresh and new, for all people, under a swift sunrise.
Lyrics
The good old days was never how it was
The history books are fairy tales because
The mirror isn't kind to bloody thrones
Or paper castles built on hills of bone
No more lies to hide the crimes
Build it different this time
Mother Mary says
I think it's time to take this bread and fly
So gather up your wings
Wheel of shadow, turning light
Love by day and love by night
And on the quiet streets of morning
The transformed angels sing
Empire has fallen into sand
All the ancient voices sing again
I will learn to dance beside the sea
And by the silver waters plant a tree
Carrying our stories to the sky
There is music in the archives
Mother Mary says
I think it's time to take this bread and fly
So gather up your wings
Wheel of shadow, turning light
Love by day and love by night
And on the quiet streets of morning
The transformed angels sing
The day is clear, with fate in all directions
The new grass grows and shatters the stone
The wind is full, of voices from tomorrow
All of our yesterdays are known
A baker gave to me a loaf of bread
Take and eat this is my love they said
And in the night they gently touched my hand
Rolling to each other, the sea upon the land
No more castles in the sand
This is love's command
Mother Mary says
I think it's time to take this bread and fly
So gather up your wings
Wheel of shadow, turning light
Love by day and love by night
And on the quiet streets of morning
The transformed angels sing