An Epitaph

The future five align
Empty promises, find us all the time
Would your put it on the line?
For the lost and frozen yearsLeave us the bastard sons
Leave us, the broken ones
To fend for ourselves
One by oneAn epitaph, not worth looking back
Another sunset falls, on red on black
We hit a wall of dotted lines
An epitaph, not worth looking backPost cards of dust on bones
If the bad news doesn't beat us homeLeave us the bastard sons
Leave us, the broken ones
To fend for ourselves
One by oneAn epitaph, not worth looking back
Another sunset falls, on red on black
We hit a wall of dotted lines
An epitaph, not worth looking backA rusted chain of sympathy
For time well wastes, losses faded
A rusted chain of sympathy
For time well wasted, lossesLeave us the bastard sons
Leave us the broken ones
To fend for ourselves
One by oneAn epitaph, not worth looking back
Another sunset falls, on red on black
We hit a wall of dotted lines
An epitaph, not worth looking back