She caught a glimpse of those who wished to sail away
The spectre of a dream to chase a better day
The promise of a brand new start
And she always said the visions left a mark
The remnants of a stain tattooed upon her heart
She watched them as they moved together
Formed in pain, spirits gone
Like armies slain, yet marching on
Legions grow, faces change
Yet after all the chaos, darkness still remains
She’s never the same...
One more revolution turn
Watch the madhouse burn
Carry on, carry on
Rising angel in the ashes
Shimmer in the show
Shining in the afterglow
Fire falls from heaven down below
To gaze upon the ones she’d never seen
An architect of life repairing broken dreams
With nothing but the gift of time
She dared to be the first to cross the line
Reflections of a selfless way and altered mind
A past in shadow left so far behind
Behind their eyes
Thrown away like wreckage for some other day
Compromised, to escape
Forgotten no more
Minds of millions wide awake
It’s never too late...
One more revolution turn
Watch the madhouse burn
Carry on, carry on
Rising angel in the ashes
Shimmer in the show
Shining in the afterglow
Fire falls from heaven down below
Every life a choice to embrace
Either looking on or turning away
To extend a hand of mercy and grace
And to carry on
Hold the ones that the others denied
And to walk through ashes right by their side
And to be the angel, ever abide
As they carry on
One more revolution turn
Watch the madhouse burn
Carry on, carry on
Rising angel in the ashes
Shimmer in the show
Shining in the afterglow
Fire falls from heaven down below