Utopya

Music by: Chris Harms

Lyrics by: Chris Harms & Anthony J. Brown

Lyrics:

 

We came through hate, hellfire and war

(Viva Utopya)

In search of truth not metaphor

(Viva Utopya)

Pure hears reign supreme

But dreams are only dreams

 

The bell is ringing

 

(Hey)

This must be the place

Where all woes are ereased

A fanfare for us as we arrived

(Tyrannicum)

It feels like we've been blessed

The wistful disposessed

We knew how lost we were when we found paradise

 

We came in peace but sadly saw

(Viva Utopya)

Perfection is so cruelly flawed

(Viva Utopya)

In the cold light the cracks are clear

(Viva Utopya)

This paradise becomes austere

(Viva Utopya)

 

(Hey)

This must be the place

Where myths disintegrate

They burnt your journals and laughed at mine

(Tyrannicum)

Imprisoned in white robes

The ghost of all our hopes

We count the cost of wasting trust on humandkind

 

Pure hearts will still beat

But dreams aren't always sweet

 

There's nothing saintly here

In this opressed frontier

At least my love, we know that we tried

 

The chants are getting loud

The creeping speed of sound

The mob appears as I dry your eyes

(Tyrannicum)

We face our destiny

Through strength of memory

The voyage will not end if our twin spirits fly