False Constellation

As the ages pass us by
They finding us reaching for a light
In endless night

Left to question who we are
And if we’ll ever find a place
In this life

The mask is gone
Three hundred years
A tale untold
They hide their fear

Where has it gone?
Where is the nation that I thought I knew?
What do we know
What is it really that we gain

You’v e got a shadow on your grave
A false constellation that you have made
You’ve got a shadow on your grave
The bells of time ring out for your name

A grave, a nation

So what is it that is left
What is it that we built
A monument
To an idea, washed away

A beaten tattered flag
Raised in honor of a dream
A memory
Of what had never came to pass

You’v e got a shadow on your grave
A false constellation that you’ve made
The bells of time ring out for your name
You’ve got a shadow on your grave

A grave, a nation, a shadow