I remember that winter all to well   We controlled out 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 disasters embrace   Justice has it's place for Ma, the boys and me   The prime example of a dying breed      Our mother never meant this place   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 disasters embrace   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 disasters embrace   Justice has it's place for Ma, the boys and me   The prime example of a dying breed