The Rhymes of Our True Names

What happens when we all go Actions dictate what they know Feeling a false sense of time Will we be judged for our crimes Or our crusades, the choices that we made And voices that repaid, the rhymes of our true names And I don't want to feel like that And I don't want to feel like that And I don't want to wait And I don't want to wait But I know it's too late And I don't want to fade And I don't want to wait for the time to keep calling And I don't want to wait for the sky to keep falling down Wonder how it will go When they sing of our stories And I don't want to go For the kingdom is calling for you Murders by martyrs, it keeps us the same Confessions by righteousness in the same veins We all want to hide from the dirt on our pain Do evil deeds to try and wash it away And I don't want to hate And I don't want to hate But I know it's too late And I don't want to fade And I don't want to feel like that And I don't want to feel like that Wonder how it will go When they sing of our stories And I don't want to go For the kingdom is calling for you Wonder how it will go When they sing of our stories And I don't want to go For the kingdom is calling Wonder how it will go When they sing of our stories And I don't want to go For the kingdom is calling for you How it will go How it will go