Artillery

Halloween, a fallen angel, to bury the symphony
Bright lights, and broken stables, odd hours at the factory
They never even knew my name
Waiting for the victory

Follow on, the stars are blurry, they move throughout the sky
Machinery, and crooked crosses, the children believe the lie
I never even caught your name
You never even had the time

Anyone, why can’t you hear it, a voice that’s out of range
Messengers, and lost magicians, engage the tidal waves
You never even knew my name
Crying at the rivalry
Waiting for a bit of shame
Unplug us from the battery

Artillery, the words are like,
A death tonight, they’ll serve you well