Prides

Signal all my ghosts Show them all they're creating Sticks and thrones, brick and bone And I'll become the host Living just to erase it Thick and thin wherever I've been Fingers worked to bone Each day demanding more Fingers worked to bone Each day demanding more Fingers worked to bone Each day demanding more A well that won't run dry But for the desert of my sight Reveals to me it's ankle deep Thirsting instincts high Awaken the lion of my pride Steal away face to face Wring out my mind of feeling Waiting out time to give in Wring out my mind of feeling Waiting out time to give in Wring out my mind of feeling Wring out my mind Wring out my mind of feeling Waiting out time to give in Wring out my mind Wring out my mind Wring out my mind of feeling Wring out my mind of feel