Texty: Alesana. On Frail Wings of Vanity And Wax. Tilting The Hourglass.

You take my breathe away
But I'll never taste your lips
As fate keeps me locked away
I must close my eyes to see your face

Emptiness has darkened my eyes
As I hopelessly beg for my life to end
Tell me why

My iron eyes tell the tale
Heroes always pay in their blood
I can be only this

I see the fear growing in their lost eyes
My purpose is so clear, I am the ax
I am the ax and this is why I must not fear the end
And when I'm gone, will you forget me?
Pen wears its steady course across the page
Resigned to it's designs to take the hive

Emptiness has darkened my eyes
As I hopelessly beg for my life to end
Tell me why

I wish I could make you see
I wish I could make you see
Through the pain, through the end

I wish I could make you see
The greater purpose that I have to serve
No one else will fight
No one else will fight, so I must

My iron eyes tell the tale
Heroes always pay in their blood
I can be only this

I am the ax, fear has been lost to faith
The darkened night has come before the end
Of which we must prevail
Amidst the pitch of steel we shall arise
I will destroy all those who oppose me

My iron eyes tell the tale
Heroes always pay in their blood
I can be only this

I see the fear growing in there