One Shovel and a Place to Die - Beaten Back To Pure

There’s no more new found glory

Can’t keep a civil tongue in my head

I will never be your Knight in shining armor

Everyday’s a smaller death

Follow the path I will sear

Put your arms around your beliefs

Weaken family structure

In deep in your chest I know what you stand for is wrong

Explosives are effective at incinerating your agenda

Ebony princess with a name I can’t spell

I believe she’s warming up to me

Can’t quite make it out because of the duct tape

Her eyes know where I’m coming from

Let the world see your conviction

It’s the only way to ignite change

Don’t want to leave the world same

Unmetered hatred and a thirst for headlines

Raise up your glass to hero’s fallen

Deathrow hall of fame

Foot soldiers unafraid of Hell