oh, grace! oh, such grace!
upon my naive faith
misery, such misery!
from an ancient mystery

fall from the grace
anesthetize the pain of
turning my back on
those who always knew

my rusty sword no longer
cuts through blindness

I'm the last soldier on earth
I'm the last believer on dirt
maybe I'm the last of everything, every life.
ghosts of the fallen whisper
"It's time to rest!"
surrender, I surrender

what will I be,
when there's nothing to fight for?
my fear of losing you is
now rather relieving reality

my rusty sword no longer
cuts through blindness

I'm the last soldier on earth
I'm the last believer on dirt
maybe I'm the last of everything, every life.
ghosts of the fallen whisper
"It's time to rest!"
surrender, I surrender

the last soldier on earth
the last believer on dirt