I watched the pyre burn, as every flag unfurled, all spirit, smoke and sway, staining their white to grey.
There must have been some art, to how I fell apart, it's never been this hard even for Joan of arc.
Is it noble running out a burning home
Where you going son, turn around
Should I worry if I die alone
In the dark, do you get it now.
Oh don't you know, we like that skin and bone, cuz we're all cannibals out searching for a home.
Just take that pound of flesh, and all that you confessed, seal it here all uptight, so you can sleep at night
Is it noble running out a burning home
Where you going son, turn around
Should I worry if I die alone
In the dark, do you get it now?
I keep my eyes towards the sun
Blind to the weight of what I've done.
I keep the light for all my sons
I keep the light for all my sons
I'll walk this road, though it be long.
I keep my heart and I will run,
Straight to the source until it's done.
Is it noble running out a burning home
Where you going son, turn around
Should I worry if I die alone
In the dark, do you get it now?
