Projections The Lost Anachronists Lyrics Projections lyrics

This is not a race against time
We're fighting from the inside
Against the souls and soldiers of past lives
The remnants of an empire

We will rise…tonight
We will rise…alive

This is what happens when the house blows you down
This is where we're left
Without the ears to know we're making a sound
Just the lost anachronists

But this is not a call to resign
To our temporal confines

Pulled apart and left a sacrifice
The product of a divide

This is what happens to the ones made of stone
While the axis spins
Too rooted deep in all the places they've known
Now the lost anachronists

We are, we are the lost anachronists
We are, we are the lost anachronists
This is what happens when the house blows you down
The lost anachronists.