Charge(The Chronicle) - Protagonist

Why did you trade your heroes for ghosts

As you slammed your fist against the post?

We charge the mountain top to dance our last dance

Sometimes in this life

Your first chance might be your last

If you look into these destined eyes

You’ll see a soul that never sleeps

There will always be an urge to look back;

At the repository of what was

And the dreams that could have been

The chronicle continues on

Some things are more than just a phase

These words become immortal

Guiding us through the dark and somber days

I’ve seen friendships fail and I’ve seen my heroes fall

When we watched others get left behind

We answered the call

Some say this is a part of growing old

I say you suckers are too easy to give in

I still remember those nights

Playing anthems of hope and rage

When we played hard, we played fast, we played together

You never know the road until you walk the road alone

They see a broken kid, I see a broken world

How can we sustain all this hope and rage?

Did you trade your heroes for ghosts

As you slammed your fists against the post?

We don’t sing swan songs

We don’t bow at curtain calls

The chronicle continues on

Some things are more than just a phase

Those nights will live forever

They mean more to me than anything

We rise up through these ruins

And build our brand new castles

Only when everything is lost

Is when you can truly begin