This room barely alive
From all the ghosts we have
I witness in your eyes
We may have nothing left
What is the meaning of?
The lies we tell as truth
One thing I’m certain of
Is that I’ve little more to lose

Well faith means little if
We have no where to stand
This wound is deeper now
And I’m a broken man
You held your words. A knife
The weapon armed again
But I’m not walking from
Our dream it grows as I begin
Giving up. Not giving up. Giving up

I used to feel us so on fire
And now I feel heat for the truth
With every flame of my desire
I’m not giving up on you

How love can teeter on
The edges of a blade
On either side it waits
The light and darkness play
I am not banking on
A simple twist of fate
I’m on a holy war
And how the battle ends today