Flight of the Demoiselles

Once more
 The orders have come down
 The simple minds and silencers
 Scream and shout
 And they're drawn
 The lines drawn in the sand
 These tiny iron curtains signal where we stand
 The daughters complicate the story
 And I call out to them
 Carry me, carry me, carry me
 Dark angels rise
 And cross the horizon
 Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains
 Dark angels rise
 And burn a veil of tears
 This generation won't give up the day
 These walls
 These personal blockades
 The battlegrounds and borderlines
 We take in stride
 Exiled
 By the keepers of the faith
 By the vicious and vainglorious
 They stake their claim
 The servants overcome the masters
 In the city of sand
 Bury me, bury me, bury me
 Dark angels rise
 And cross the horizon
 Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains
 Dark angels rise
 And burn a veil of tears
 This generation won't give up the day
 The time for revelation's gone now
 We can stand on our own feet
 Do you believe in power
 Or do we live in fear
 While they march in their divisions
 We'll go dancing on their dreams
 While the empires crash down
 Dark angels rise
 And cross the horizon
 Fly wing to wing in the colors of our chains
 Dark angels rise
 And burn a veil of tears
 This generation won't give up the day