No one gets out alive
But I won't be the last to die
No one gets out alive

But I won't be the last to die

I have chose to fight here

And I'll see it to the end
If need be I will die here
My all I will extend


Your heart is weak and it's not right
If not for this what would you fight

Your words are big, they prove untrue
Turn and walk away you'll get yours too
Pushed to tears, it is your right

But curled in a ball when you should stand and fight
Just to be moved is not enough
Unless it moves you forward


What good is holding the hand of the dying
When what is needed is to be dragged from the dirt

What use have those of sympathetic witness
If their not to be saved


Your heart is weak and it's not right
If not for this what would you fight
Your words are big, they prove untrue

Turn and walk away you'll get yours too
Pushed to tears, it is your right
But curled in a ball when you should stand and fight

Just to be moved is not enough
Unless it moves you forward


To stand/to fall
To charge/to crawl
To rush/to hide

To bleed/to cry
To stab/to please
To hear and bleed

To rush in blind
To fight and die


And in the end when it's just us
The bloods been spilled
The lines been crossed

Our bones are broke
Our flesh is torn
The flag is raised

They'll blow the horns
And we'll have proved
Just why we're here

And we'll move on we'll have no fear
Cause we will know
Win lose or die

We fought our $#&@ing hearts out

DIE FIGHTING

DIE FIGHTING
DIE FIGHTING
DIE FIGHTING

DIE FIGHTING
DIE FIGHTING


Die fighting - with everything
Die fighting - THIS MEANS EVERYTHING
Die fighting - for everything

Die fighting - THIS MEANS EVERYTHING
Die fighting - with everything
Die fighting - THIS MEANS EVERYTHING

Die fighting - for everything
Die fighting - THIS MEANS EVERYTHING