I'm stones through the mire
In this cold, dark night
Shake my heat
Bristle and bare my teeth
Keep me hot
Dread and feral
Keep me hot
Dread and feral

I feel the ache in my bones
I feel the wear on my soul
But I wouldn't swap my lot
For a lottery
I wouldn't trade this chipped blade
For a gold pistol
Can't help but ask this, though

How long
How long must I roam
Till I find some sense of peace
Must I die
With this question
Burning in my mind?

Blind stride unbridled
By scar and title
Shake my heart
Spike my vitals
Ignite my soul
In a great revival

I feel the ache in my bones
I feel the wear on my soul
But I wouldn't swap my lot
For a lottery
I wouldn't trade this chipped blade
For a gold pistol
Can't help but ask this though

How long
How long must I roam
Till I find some sense of peace
Must I die
With this question
Burning in my mind?