The familiar taste of the bullet you bite
It's your kind - the flaws of your mind
As you fall from above to a place with no love
Free your dog of desire
The familiar face of the fear that you fight
Reappears - and you're left behind
Find your seat - Now the tide and its choir are here
Hum along - drown your silence
Swing the axe for those who ran but never crawled
Raise your gla** for those whose names were never called
Swing the axe for those who looked into the sun
Raise your gla** for those who lost - whose games were never won
All the feelings and tears you fight to be here
Will be gone - will expire
Swing the axe for those who ran but never crawled
Raise your gla** for those whose names were never called
Swing the axe for those who looked into the sun
Raise your gla** for those who lost - whose games were never won
Swing the axe for those who almost hit the mark
Raise your gla** for those who lost - whose hearts were never sparked
Swing the axe for those who k**ed your final hopes
Raise your gla** for those who smiled - swaying from their ropes