This room barely alive
From all the ghosts we have
I witness in your eyes
We may have nothing left
What is the meaning of?
The lies we tell as [bad word] 
One thing I’m certain of
Is that I’ve little more to lose

Well faith means little if
We have no where to stand
This wound is deeper now
And I’m a broken man
You held your words. knife
The weapon armed again
But I’m not walking from
Our dream it grows as I begin
Giving up. Not giving up. Giving up

I used to feel us so on fire
And now I feel heat for the [bad word] 
With every flame of my desire
I’m not giving up on you

How love can teeter on
The edges of a blade
On either side it waits
The light and darkness play
I am not banking on
simple twist of fate
I’m on a holy war
And how the battle ends today