Heroes

I'm standing on the sword of the Dragon
 He can't pull it from beneath my feet
 Down in the darkened cavern
 In the field of blood I'll watch him bleed
 Watching the smoke rise from the wounded hero
 Standing dazed in the acid rain
 A bitter taste in the air
 I hear the danger of the tightening chains
 Heroes, heroes, heroes are not here to stay
 They will all fade away
 Except the one who raised
 I crawled through the ruins of old
 Beneath its rubble lies a city of gold
 His hands are chapped and bleeding cold
 Returning all the riches that had been stolen
 The people stand in the street and stare
 The hangman releases his chilling cry
 The heavens split to see the earth
 The serpent is wrenching his silence sigh