This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Are there no fighters left here anymore?
Are we the generation we've been waiting for?
Or are we patiently burning, waiting to be saved?
Our heroes, our icons have mellowed with age
Following rules that they once disobeyed
They're now being led when they used to lead the way
Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?
(That you stood by before)
Are you out there on the front lines, or at home keeping score?
Do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?
(The bricks that seal your fate)
Would you rather be the architect of what we might create?
(Go)
They laid out the blueprints, they poured down a base
Concrete solutions to slow our decay
But when they are gone
Who the fuck's gonna take their place?
Yeah, will it be the cynic, the critics galore?
The cliché apathetic, passed out on the floor
The trusting complicit who collectively ignore
Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?
(That you stood by before)
Are you out there on the front lines, or at home keeping score?
Do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?
(The bricks that seal your fate)
Would you rather be the architect of what we might create?
Don't you remember when you were young
And you wanted to set the world on fire?
Somewhere deep down, I know you do (hey, hey, hey, hey)
And don't you remember when we were young
And we wanted to set the world on fire?
'Cause I still am, and I still do
Make no mistake, we are not afraid
To bear the burden of repeating
What they're thinking anyway
Let's raise the stakes
On the bet we made
Let's decide to be the architects
The masters of our fate
Yeah, we still believe in all the things that we stood by before
(That we stood by before)
And after everything we've seen, there may be even more
I know we're not the only ones and we were not the first
(We were not the first)
And unapologetically we stand behind each word
Are we the generation we've been waiting for?
Or are we patiently burning, waiting to be saved?
Our heroes, our icons have mellowed with age
Following rules that they once disobeyed
They're now being led when they used to lead the way
Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?
(That you stood by before)
Are you out there on the front lines, or at home keeping score?
Do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?
(The bricks that seal your fate)
Would you rather be the architect of what we might create?
(Go)
They laid out the blueprints, they poured down a base
Concrete solutions to slow our decay
But when they are gone
Who the fuck's gonna take their place?
Yeah, will it be the cynic, the critics galore?
The cliché apathetic, passed out on the floor
The trusting complicit who collectively ignore
Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?
(That you stood by before)
Are you out there on the front lines, or at home keeping score?
Do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?
(The bricks that seal your fate)
Would you rather be the architect of what we might create?
Don't you remember when you were young
And you wanted to set the world on fire?
Somewhere deep down, I know you do (hey, hey, hey, hey)
And don't you remember when we were young
And we wanted to set the world on fire?
'Cause I still am, and I still do
Make no mistake, we are not afraid
To bear the burden of repeating
What they're thinking anyway
Let's raise the stakes
On the bet we made
Let's decide to be the architects
The masters of our fate
Yeah, we still believe in all the things that we stood by before
(That we stood by before)
And after everything we've seen, there may be even more
I know we're not the only ones and we were not the first
(We were not the first)
And unapologetically we stand behind each word
Lyrics submitted by WillCreary, edited by Tollo, TheUsername, Tserra, LeMarkyDussod
Architects Lyrics as written by Joseph Principe Brandon Barnes
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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