End me like a sick dog.
Lose my body in vain.
Break my horse’s legs.
Store me in a vase.
I’ll fight my way out by teeth.
Wave the stampede on with a flag.
While you’ve convinced yourself of your existence,
As the only form of life,
Bestowed beneath the gift of grace.
If I fire it straight through you,
My only hope is that it finds its way back to him.
If I fire it straight through you,
My only hope is that it finds its way back to...

If I said you were the source,
I only lied to displace myself from the blame.
If I said you were the source,
I only lied to displace myself from the blame.
You have nothing to be proud of.
You have nothing to be proud of.
If I fire it straight through you,
My only hope is that it finds its way back to...
If I fire it straight through you,
My only hope is that it finds its way
its way back to him.

I didn’t feel the hate like this.
I didn’t feel the hate like this.
I can’t find the words,
I can’t let it go.
Oh God,
I didn’t feel the hate like this.

We walk in amazement to the kill,
Caught in it’s glory.
We walk in amazement to the kill,
Caught in it’s glory.
We walk in amazement to the kill
We walk in amazement to the kill
We walk in amazement to the kill
As we are inert in our exalting awe.

I’m not the jury or the judge.
I am the gallows and the noose.

I’ll fight my way out by teeth.
Wave the stampede on with a flag,
While you’ve convinced yourself of your existence,
As the only form of life.
the only form of life.