Breton - Edward The Confessor

[Verse 1]
It felt like crystals
The last I heard
If we were faced with
The fate of the world

[Pre-Chorus]
Take everything your filthy hands can carry
We'll leave everything just like we found it

[Chorus]
We'll trace your bloodline
And spell your name

What made this all make sense We'll learn to count to ten
We'll play with cancer cells
We'll make them turn straight back

I half expected that
Watch what this counter sells
We'll brave the sound of darkness
And get burned straight back

[Verse 2]
I could just easily detach
From where we'd begun
My other thieving sons
Had asked just what went wrong?