The Way Of The Will

Have you found something worth fighting for A little piece of truth we've been dying for On a cold night alone he's lost his way I think it is time we end this day Eyes raised high above the people Made of songs and broken wings A pair of dice passing judgment Lucky elijah's 4 3 The eyes hold everything tied together on a ring of smoke Distorted princess cries my name leaning on a leg of hope Take me home and feel my pain I didn't do a thing to change Forgive me my friend I forget your name I let go of forever I can't grab today Lonely one shot his gun and caught one in the head --- The Way of the Will - Bloodlet