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 always 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