Ashes (Pushing Forward)

All the sinners and the saints in this God-forsaken world
Scream out to their makers, scream just to have their voices heard
We've got skin stretched over bone, we've all screamed our throats raw
Our ideals won't mean shit if we can't keep balance with our faults

We've got memories in tow, we've got baggage by our sides
From a time long past when we all took our pains in stride
Lying cheap and broken, we must lead the children home
Where ashes of our former selves don't dictate what is right and what is wrong

Everything is dead, everything is calloused and unkempt
All the books we've read have tread over the fingers that we mend
But we don't mind, we know better than to trust in anything
But we're God-damn sure that old open wounds will sting

We must push our future forward into a world we forgot we knew
Make up for mistakes, biased and untrue
We'll burn it down
Leave our past with our sins, buried there in the ground