Tales Of Tumult

Sing the tales of tumult!

The long line of history
Has lead to you and me
Many a great men lie under the ground
Where oblivion rules king
Some choose to be blind, some cut short their time
Some await for eternal sleep
But none can avoid the hurdles of life
So we might aswell enjoy the ride!

For life is a breeze
We're but leaves in the wind
Unwind and raise your pints
Do not fear the end of our time.

It may be tonight that the reaper arrives
And cradles all of us goodbye
Although we're doomed, our lives are still good
So sing the tales of tumult.

This moment is all you can hope to control
So stand up and face the call!
God may be dead, but we sure ain't yet
Come gather around my friends!

For life is a rain
The sun must come up again!
Unwind and raise your pints
Under tumultuous skies!

It may be tonight that the reaper arrives
And cradles all of us goodbye
Although we're doomed, our lives are still good
So sing the tales of tumult.