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