Letras
The hinges are screaming and the hinges are old
Breaking every single little story that was told
The wood is thick and the wood is heavy
Breaking the weight of the historical levy
We're looking at the road and we're looking at the dust
Polishing the metal and polishing the rust
One step together and one step in time
Committing every version of the original crime
The thorns are moving and the thorns are wide
Nowhere for the hollow or the weak ones to hide
The gate is a lantern and the gate is a key
Unlocking every version of the power we can be
We're passing through the gate in the middle of the day
Setting up the rhythm for the middle of the way
We're the definition of the word solid in the march
Solid in the march
The purpose is a mountain and the purpose is a law
Fixing every single little fracture and the flaw
Passing underneath the center of the heavy stone arch
Heavy stone arch
The horizon is a promise and the horizon is a threat
Paying every single little version of the debt
We don't look back and we don't look around
Just the heavy energy of the boots on the ground
The progress is a journey that is steady and is true
Finding all the power in the version of the new
Gates open
Lines hold
New story
To be told
We're passing through the gate in the middle of the day
Setting up the rhythm for the middle of the way
We're the definition of the word solid in the march
Solid in the march
The purpose is a mountain and the purpose is a law
Fixing every single little fracture and the flaw
Passing underneath the center of the heavy stone arch
Heavy stone arch
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