The perfect plan came all together
The brids sang songs until their deaths
But the broken man thought ugly things
While falling apart
With all he needs to brave the weather
With broken wing and broken feathers
Know the only thing that can bring him is himself

Tonight
I cast the die alone
Tonight
I put it off for you
Tonight
the chamber remains empty
Tonight
I’ll turn and fight it through

The perfect plan came all together
The brids sang songs until their deaths
But the broken man thought ugly things
While falling apart
With all he needs to brave the weather
With broken wing and broken feathers
Know the only thing that can bring him is himself

Tonight
Decisions are all final
Tonight
I will give up no more
Tonight
Alea iacta est
Tonight…