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