The Agonist

Hail the sound With your back on the ground Your soul is bound Time misspent for a life in agony Hail the sound With your back on the ground Your soul is bound Time misspent for a life of tragedy We didn't feel it as it started to shift Now the world stands still and we're the cause of it This isn't a parlour trick And we played with fire now we're burning this We're not ready for what comes next The smoke is rising, we will live for death We will raise our arms to the sky Hope someone hears this time Pray That the flame doesn't burn Beg That the axe doesn't swing Ask For your end to come quick One last time the matches lit Pray That the flame doesn't burn Beg That the axe doesn't swing Ask For your end to come quick One last time, matches lit I've lost the will to breathe, is it over? Is it over for me tonight? It's taken all my life to discover It's not over until we die Hail the sound With your back on the ground Your soul is bound Time misspent for a life in agony Hail the sound With your back on the ground Your soul is bound Time misspent for a life of tragedy Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Our backs are broken from the years of the whip Tired of living inside of your grip What are we made for? Can you tell me? Is it to suffer or for us to endure? Pray That the flame doesn't burn Beg That the axe doesn't swing Ask For your end to come quick One last time the matches lit Pray That the flame doesn't burn Beg That the axe doesn't swing Ask For your end to come quick One last time, matches lit I've lost the will to breathe, is it over? Is it over for me tonight? It's taken all my life to discover It's not over until we die We spent our whole lives searching For one chance to be free I can't stop, always listening The agonist in me