1.Solitary
Lyricist：Ronan Harris
Set me aflame and cast me free, away, you wretched world of
tethers
Through the endless night and day I have never wanted more
Always thought that I would stand before the faceless name of
justice
Like some law unto myself, like a child of God again
And if rain brings winds of change let it rain on us forever
I have no doubt from what I've seen that I have never wanted
more
With this line I'll mark the past as a symbol of beginning
I have no doubt from what I've seen that I have never wanted
more
In this picture stands a man, far away, alone and distant
Like a solitary field in some nameless foreign land
All around the points of light start to dim and cease
transmitting
Shadows fell on futile games and then there was nothing more
Through the screams of falling steel, by the light of flares and
wisdom
All the doubts I could not face, all this time I wanted more
With a line I'll mark the past as a symbol of beginning
To the gods whose names we've lost and the names who gave in
vain
And if rain brings winds of change let it rain on us forever
I have no doubt from what I've seen that I have never wanted
more
With this line I'll mark the past as a symbol of beginning
I have no doubt from what I've seen that I have never wanted
more
Set me aflame and cast me free, away, you wretched world of
tethers
Through the endless night and day I have never wanted more
Always thought that I would stand before the faceless name of
justice
Like some law unto myself, like a child of God again
And if rain brings winds of change let it rain on us forever
I have no doubt from what I've seen that I have never wanted
more
With this line I'll mark the past as a symbol of beginning
I have no doubt from what I've seen that I have never wanted
more
Sever the line to the guilty past, to the ones who brought us
nothing
Spoke of futures brave and proud and brought only hate and war
Lined the roads with hollow praise, marked the land with paper
statues
Shadows fell on their futile ways and then there was nothing
more
2.Honour
Lyricist：Ronan Harris
Passive fields January two thousand and twelve
A nation that stands alone
Cold voices, faces pale
Gathered unto their judgment day
Such pride remains unbroken
Such words remain unspoken
Just mothers to stand in vain and cry
Tears and medals in the rain
Shall I recall when justice did prevail？
No reason to be found why reason did fail
The all clear resounding
The way was clear to rebuild this land
Shall I call on you to guide me well
To see our hopes and dreams fulfilled？
On this day of our ascension
Stand your ground this is what we are fighting for
For our spirit and laws and ways
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war
For heaven or hell we shall not wait
Shall I think of honour as lies
Or lament it's aged slow demise？
Shall I stand as a total stranger
On this day in this stone chamber？
The all clear resounding
The way was clear to rebuild this land
Shall I call on you to guide me well
To see our hopes and dreams fulfilled？
On this day of our ascension
On this day we praise the fallen
Stand your ground this is what we are fighting for
For our spirit and laws and ways
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war
For heaven or hell we shall not wait
Shall I think of honour as lies
Or lament it's aged slow demise？
Shall I stand as a total stranger
On this day in this stone chamber？
Stand your ground this is what we are fighting for
For our spirit and laws and ways
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war
For heaven or hell we shall not wait
Shall I think of honour as lies
Or lament it's aged slow demise？
Shall I stand as a total stranger
On this day in this stone chamber？
Stand your ground this is what we are fighting for
For our spirit and laws and ways
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war
For heaven or hell we shall not wait
Shall I think of honour as lies
Or lament it's aged slow demise？
Shall I stand as a total stranger
On this day in this stone chamber？
3.Chosen
Lyricist：Ronan Harris
Order is shattered in a strange guttural tone
That resounded along the walls of the houses
Which seemed dead and deserted, while
Behind the closed shutters, eyes watched the conquerors
Who, by right of war, were now masters of the city
And of the lives and fortunes of its people
In their darkened ruins the inhabitants
Have given way to the same feeling of panic
Which is aroused by natural cataclysms
Those devastating upheavals of the Earth
Against which wisdom and strength alike are of no avail
Though the same feeling is experienced
Wherever the established order of things is upset
When security ceases to exist, when all that was previously
protected
By the laws of man and nature is suddenly placed
At the mercy of brutal, unreasoning force
The earthquake, burying a whole people
Beneath the ruins of their houses
The river in spate, sweeping away the bodies of drowned peasants
Together with the carcasses of cattle and rafters torn from
roofs
And the victorious army slaughtering all who resist
Making prisoners of the rest, looting by right of the sword
And thanking their god to the sound of cannon
All these are terrifying scourges which undermine
All our belief in eternal justice and all the trust
We have been taught to place in divine protection and human
reason
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