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?