Taking back the time that I gave away Back to the moments outlined in gold paint Can't waste another second, I'm barely holding on the line My will is my own weapon, my fate is just a warning sign Turn the wheel, rewrite the page Tear out the chapter on your mistakes And heal what can still be saved They might be threatening, but we are the reckoning Ticking hands can't rewind the pain Shattered streets and ghosts remain I see the cracks in their paradise Built on blood, their lies divide the skies All I hear is a bittersweet symphony It's the poison that reminds our reality What to fear when we face it alone It's a path, but a long road home Turn the wheel, rewrite the page Tear out the chapter on your mistakes And heal what can still be saved They might be threatening, but we are the reckoning We are the reckoning! Every tick, every beat, it fuels my fire Grit and rage on my feet, bring down the empire Break down the empire Turn the wheel, rewrite the page Tear out the chapter on your mistakes And heal what can still be saved They might be threatening, we are the reckoning (We are the reckoning) (We are the reckoning)