From the recording Beardlip

Lyrics

The bones of my ancestors drag me down slowly
Placing bets on my death
During their lives they gave me plenty
Though my life was their greatest regret

The moon it shines with great disappointment
I waited waiting for the sun
Give me hope not darkness, not demons
Cause I don’t have the strength left to run

Read me stories of epic heroes and villains
Lost with no imagination
Where do I begin
With a body weak and thin
How do I do so much with so little

Take your time going through my possessions
I just want my heart
And when I figure out my life’s bold ambition
I’ll escape from the cold and the dark

I was born to be someone to doubt my destiny
On a cold January they screamed lover not a fighter
And I don’t think I can take it anymore