Faces from Threefold by Imperial Measures

Look into the faces
Staring on through time
Some of them are strangers
Yet the others look like mine

Prison takes the beggars
Hangman takes the thief
The churchyard takes the rest
Stones the payment for belief
We're still here and need relief from it all
From it all, from it all

Death brushes the children
Names echo down the tree
Brother sister father mother
The tears fall down to me

Prison takes the beggars
Hangman takes the thief
The churchyard takes the rest
Stones the payment for belief
We're still here and need relief from it all
From it all, from it all

And if the silence speaks where no name is ever said
Will the weight we bear be broken by the living or the dead?

In a sea of faces
We all have the lines
Each one of us will face him
The judge of father time

Prison takes the beggars
Hangman takes the thief
The churchyard takes the rest
Stones the payment for belief
We're still here and need relief from it all
From it all, from it all

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