We watched them fall
Eyes locked to mine, feeling as if I had let them down
Caught blinded by silk, led by lips to the baited chains

Now look around, regret
As the ax swings before your eyes, think how everyday we spent dreaming
Never once did you pick up the sword and learn to fight

Now is the time
Pick yourself up and fight
Learn to swing
Learn to swing

They watched me fall for the last time
But how is such an elegant blade to be stopped?
When in times where eyes set sight to cross-hair the weak
My bride, I'll try oh so hard, to find that light
'Cause in His mind, she baits me to fire

What a cunning foe we've met
Our horizons pushed pages away to a new fight
A new method, new plan, but how do I train?
How do you ready a child for war?
Oh what a cunning foe we've met

The Captain, what will He send? What will He send?
I know He will send, but what will be sent?
I can feel a slip
A buzzard scrapes nearby, as I atop this hill stand and scream
It's all I can do to control my gaze from the curiosity
Curiosity of seeing myself as prey
And then I heard an armored march
I heard an armored march that shook the trees
Shook the trees

Bows bent as they sang
"We are the archers" (x2)