In Keeping Secrets Of Silent Earth 3 Lyrics - Neverender: Children Of The Fence Edition (limited Edition 4 Cd/5 Dvd) - Coheed And Cambria

A broad incision sits across the evening 

The victim to our fathers' lost war 

The restless children sit and mourn the graves 

Of those they've never seen before 

Will they be buried here among the dead 

In the silent secret 

The pioneers 

In dealing with it they march for dawn... of will and worthy 

The truth be told the child was born 

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Man your own jackhammer 

Man your battle stations 

We'll have you dead pretty soon 

And now 

Sincerely written from my brother's blood machine 

Man your battle stations 

We'll have you home pretty soon 

And now 

Awake through motion 

With curious to curtain your first move 

Over arms length they'll break protocol 

Jealous envy for the youngest one 

To be the hero is all I'll ask 

Can I be buried here among the dead 

With room to honor me here in the end 

You'll be better off too soon 

You'll be better off when you get home 

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The pioneers 

In dealing with it they march for dawn... of will and worthy 

The truth be told the child was born 

Man your own jackhammer 

Man your battle stations 

We'll have you dead pretty soon 

And now 

Sincerely written from my brother's blood machine 

Man your battle stations 

We'll have you home pretty soon 

And now 

For you I'd do anything 

Just to make you happy 

Hear you tell me that your proud of me 

For them I'll kill anything 

Cut the throats of babies for them 

Break their hearts for they were them 

Waiting for you to say 

I love you too 

The navigator 

The pilot 

Her favorite 

The one they call the vision that bears the gift 

The navigator 

The pilot 

Her favorite 

The one they call the vision that bears the gift 

Will, do the children really understand the things you did to them 

And why oh why 

Should they conjure up the will 

For you my love I would kill him 

we're coming home pretty soon 

We're coming home 

In the seventh turning hour 

Will the victims shadow fall 

Should the irony grow hungry 

With the victory and all they sought for 

We were one among the fence 

One among the fence 

Woah... Woah (15X) 

Woah... 

Woah... 

Woah... 

Coming... 

Coming... 

Tonight... 

Tonight... 

Now we're coming home... 

Man your own jackhammer 

Man your battle stations 

We'll have you dead pretty soon 

And now 

Sincerely written from my brother's blood machine 

Man your battle stations 

We'll have you home pretty soon 

Till then...