Tale Of The Runaways - Maylene and the Sons of Disaster

I remember that winter all to well.

We controlled our destiny, but in a moment

HELL RAINED DOWN ON OUR PARADE

AND MA WAS THE LAST ONE TO THE GRAVE

Planned our future never thinking anything could go wrong.

But the World stop spinning today.

Legends are made in shallow graves

Raised to meet disaster’s rembrace

Justice has it’s place for Ma, the boys and me The prime example of a dying breed.

Our mother never meant this please.

Raised to make the papers someday.

Life here was cold and hard

PLANNED OUR FUTURE NEVER SEEING

ALL THE HELL THAT WAS TO COME

I wouldn’t want to be remembered any other way.

Legends are made in shallow graves

Raised to meet disaster’s rembrace

Justice has it’s place for Ma, the boys and me The prime example of a dying breed.

no time for goodbyes, it happened so fast.

Be assured we’ll carry on…

Legends are made in shallow graves

Raised to meet disaster’s rembrace

Justice has it’s place for Ma, the boys and me The prime example of a dying breed