Texty: Project 86. Truthless Heroes. Your Heroes Are Dead.

There's something coming and it's coming for you
The mob is restless looking for something new
You lead us here with an eternal promise
The gallows calling for you to pay for this

Now that we're left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn, who will see me through?

Your heroes are dead, they were all in your head
When nothing is left we'll start again
Your heroes are dead, they were all in your head
When nothing is left we'll start again

What fitting ends to our fearless fathers
The cost of treason isn't paid in dollars
With nothing left there's nothing to lose
We'll watch the city gates falling all around

Now that we're left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn, who will see us through?

Your heroes are dead, they were all in your head
When nothing is left we'll start again
Your heroes are dead, they were all in your head
When nothing is left we'll start again

You said I'd never make it that I could only fail
But I'm the one who's standing and what has happened to you?

Now that we're left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn, who will see us through?
Now that we've said goodbye to you
We've started something new

Your heroes are dead, they were all in your head
When nothing is left we'll start again
Your heroes are gone, they left with the dawn
Now it's just us well carry on

Your heroes are dead, they were all in your head
When nothing is left we'll start again
Your heroes are gone, they left with the dawn
Now it's just us well carry on