Can I pack it all into one lifetime No do-overs and there ain't no next time
And I don't believe in reincarnation If it's all a digital simulation
Set it all on fire, it'll keep us warm Shake a fist into the gathering storm
The war pigs cry for sacrifices But no good deed will go unpunished
In the gullet of the beast Are you toying with me
A lesson in futility All a mindless instinct
Gather in my last reserve Sharpen up my will
To strive to seek, to find And not to yield
You ask me to reintegrate Home from the wars and fade away
I sit in the garden where the children play Watch the quiet sun lays down its blaze
But there's a clear blue line on the old horizon A siren song of deeds undone
I taste the blood on my teeth, hear the old alarm Shake a fist into the gathering storm
In the gullet of the beast Are you toying with me
A lesson in futility All a mindless instinct
I gather in my last reserve To sharpen up my will
I strive to seek, to find And not to yield
Though much is taken, much abides I know we are not now that strength
Which in old days moved earth and heaven That which we all are
One equal temper of heroic hearts
In the gullet of the beast Are you toying with me
A lesson in futility All a mindless instinct
I gather in my last reserve To sharpen up my will
To strive to seek, to find And not to yield
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Can I pack it all into one lifetime No do-overs and there ain't no next time
And I don't believe in reincarnation If it's all a digital simulation
Set it all on fire, it'll keep us warm Shake a fist into the gathering storm
The war pigs cry for sacrifices But no good deed will go unpunished
In the gullet of the beast Are you toying with me
A lesson in futility All a mindless instinct
Gather in my last reserve Sharpen up my will
To strive to seek, to find And not to yield
You ask me to reintegrate Home from the wars and fade away
I sit in the garden where the children play Watch the quiet sun lays down its blaze
But there's a clear blue line on the old horizon A siren song of deeds undone
I taste the blood on my teeth, hear the old alarm Shake a fist into the gathering storm
In the gullet of the beast Are you toying with me
A lesson in futility All a mindless instinct
I gather in my last reserve To sharpen up my will
I strive to seek, to find And not to yield
Though much is taken, much abides I know we are not now that strength
Which in old days moved earth and heaven That which we all are
One equal temper of heroic hearts
In the gullet of the beast Are you toying with me
A lesson in futility All a mindless instinct
I gather in my last reserve To sharpen up my will
To strive to seek, to find And not to yield
And I don't believe in reincarnation If it's all a digital simulation
Set it all on fire, it'll keep us warm Shake a fist into the gathering storm
The war pigs cry for sacrifices But no good deed will go unpunished
In the gullet of the beast Are you toying with me
A lesson in futility All a mindless instinct
Gather in my last reserve Sharpen up my will
To strive to seek, to find And not to yield
You ask me to reintegrate Home from the wars and fade away
I sit in the garden where the children play Watch the quiet sun lays down its blaze
But there's a clear blue line on the old horizon A siren song of deeds undone
I taste the blood on my teeth, hear the old alarm Shake a fist into the gathering storm
In the gullet of the beast Are you toying with me
A lesson in futility All a mindless instinct
I gather in my last reserve To sharpen up my will
I strive to seek, to find And not to yield
Though much is taken, much abides I know we are not now that strength
Which in old days moved earth and heaven That which we all are
One equal temper of heroic hearts
In the gullet of the beast Are you toying with me
A lesson in futility All a mindless instinct
I gather in my last reserve To sharpen up my will
To strive to seek, to find And not to yield
Writer: Eric Stanger
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