Wound

This strategy won't change

It's over when never do you gain

And always you win

And tragedy remains

Though we're given every chance to change

We don't listen

Just pass the blame

Sing over decay

Blood flowing the wrong way

A constant state of refusal

Now it's too late

When you're ready you will see

The maker's always been within your hands

Destroyer at your feet

Save every resolution you never could create

When your way is the only way

You can't look at yourself and say "I was wrong"

You've got the head of the king

On the body of a pawn

The passion of a storm

The contemplation in the eye

Of a separatist within our midst

A loyalist divide

When your way is the only way

You can't look at yourself and say "I was wrong"

You've got the head of a king

On the body of a pawn

When it's not the life you want

What answers do you need

Want everything up front

Prepare to meet defeat

When it's not the life you want

What answers do you need

Want everything up front

Such turbulence

Such turbulence won't go away

Silence never stays

Such sympathies

Such sympathies will never fade

Some are never made

Never made

All living is all knowing

Or so you thought

But it's never been the same

When your way is the only way

You can't look at yourself and say 'I was wrong'

You've got the head of a king

On the body of a pawn

Is this all the result of conflict

You know that we're not all so different

We share the same space

Or find a better place

And I'd give

I'd give anything

If this would all stop

Let me walk away