Fly a Black Banner

Fly high banner into a blue sky. Dark reigns again tonight, red stars fall burning bright, city streets running with oil of ruined machines. Of dark arts, gears turn white hot, clear and sharp. Destiny at our feet, In our lives lived sharp as we depart, our feral lives, fly a black banner high into a cool blue sky. Shining red stars fall from on high burning out fading from our vein lives. Fly high a black banner, fly high banner, into a blue sky, dark reigns again in, tonight! Red stars fall burning bright. Fly high a black banner. Fly high banner into a blue sky.