Meter dropped at the shrine gate
Ashes falling on the slate
Driver watches through the glass
Time to let the engine pass
Cassette sits in the dashboard slot
Magnetic ribbon tangled knot
Guarding embers faint and low
Where the hollow warriors go
Firelink Static humming loud
Cutting through the funeral shroud
Rewind the dark press play on dawn
Before the first light finds us gone
Rickenbacker growls a low tune
Beneath a cracked and hollow moon
Bassline gallops hooves on stone
Driver drinks his coffee alone
Firelink Static humming loud
Cutting through the funeral shroud
Rewind the dark press play on dawn
Before the first light finds us gone
Snare hits sharp like flint on steel
Estus flask begins to heal
Spoken word gives way to chant
Night dissolves it cannot stand
No fare collected no meter run
Just the rising of the sun
Proverb etched on steering wheel
Every end spins up the reel
Tape hiss fades to golden noise
Silence breaks for weary boys
Driver shifts to first gear drive
Keeps the bonfire alive
Firelink Static humming loud
Cutting through the funeral shroud
Rewind the dark press play on dawn
Before the first light finds us gone
Engine turns the tape plays on
Firelink Static night is gone
