What Dying Is For Paroles

Poor man believes out of desperation
Both got hooked on the sweet sensation
Of some mythical final destination

Running bright-eyed into the slaughter
With anthems and hearts to the sky
We move toward the light to sleep through the night
Come running back for more

And I woke up on the road less traveled
Stumbled headfirst into battle
Shaking and broken, anxiety addled
Shattered nerves from a life so fragile

Running bright-eyed into the slaughter
With anthems and hearts to the sky
We move toward the light to sleep through the night
Come running back for more
To remember what dying was for

Running bright-eyed into the slaughter
With anthems and hearts to the sky
We move towards the light to sleep through the night
Never asking why
Running bright-eyed into the slaughter
With anthems and hearts to the sky
We move towards the light to sleep through the night
Come running back for more
To remember what dying was for