I wake up alone
So confused and so uninspired
I will last this war
I will cast the call
I'll run right through these halls
As many before
Believe in what i've done
Of this i'm sure
What can i say, what can i say
The air breathes so thin
I am running from a

I am not a saint
But my motive costs
Prepared by animals the face of the lost
When these bars go up
You'll see them swarm over the hill
Give my children back
As tame as a bear
Prepare the furnace, were gonna burn,
We're gonna burn
Now, they lead me through the