Dead Heroes - Shadow Witch

Darkness behind your eyes

Fruiting from a poison tree

The cold embrace of barren limbs

The last day you tried to be

Too many dead heroes

Martyr saint and shaman wise

Climbing Oden’s hanging tree

All meet beneath red burning skies

The last day you try to be

Too many dead heroes

Scorched by fame they can’t out run

Too many dead heroes

Frozen time in amber gum

Too many dead heroes

Far beyond a distant sun

Too low to raise my head

Too deep to breathe the air again

This sea floor is my bed

My sunken chest my swollen brain

Too cold to start a fire

Too dark to ever sleep again

With armor of barbed wire

I’ll never have to feel the pain

But I’m gonna break