Saints, Sinners, and Greats - Miss May I

All the saints, the sinners, and greats

Have always surrendered in their time of fate

I’ll take my name and make history

Not being cowards they wanted for me.

I’ll retrace my steps

Find where I have fallen.

Bury those trenches.

Walking over with glory

All the saints (all the saints), the sinners, and greats

Will be gone (gone).

Gone one day

I will not abide to the times

Refusing to look up to someone with power

My bones are comparable.

But we are, covered in the storms

We live unbalanced.

Covered in the shadows

Born to be fools.

Adoring lost souls

All the saints (all the saints), the sinners, and greats

Will be gone (gone).

Gone one day