Himmelfal

The familiar taste of the bullet you bite
It's your kind the flaws of your mind.

As you fall from above to a place with no love
Free your dog of desire.

The familiar face of the fear that you fight
Reappears and you're left behind.

Find your seat now the tide and its choir are here
Hum along drown your silence.

Swing the axe for those who ran but never crawled
Raise your glass for those whose names were never called
Swing the axe for those who looked into the sun
Raise your glass for those who lost whose games were never won.

All the feelings and tears you fight to be here
Will be gone will expire.

Swing the axe for those who ran but never crawled
Raise your glass for those whose names were never called
Swing the axe for those who looked into the sun
Raise your glass for those who lost - whose games were never won.

Swing the axe for those who almost hit the mark
Raise your glass for those who lost whose hearts were never sparked
Swing the axe for those who killed your final hopes
Raise your glass for those who smiled swaying from their ropes.