B.O.F.H.

Back from hell
 Is what they say when they're out of words
 Hollow shell
 Of threats and pep talks
 Psyching up
 For a fight that will never come
 Throwing down
 Because that's what you're told to do
 Haunting me
 The cut-out of a missing soul
 Distant beat
 Still echoing inside
 Living soul
 No amount of words can bury
 A natural end
 Will only come when it's time
 Suck it back
 The fresh air of a brave new world
 Untarnished depths
 Await the sound of enforced hope
 Minus three
 But I'm not out for the count, yet
 Live to live
 You gotta shoot for your lives
 Haunting me
 The cut-out of a missing soul
 Distant beat
 Still echoing inside
 Living soul
 No amount of words can bury
 A natural end
 Will only come when it's time
 Haunting me
 The cut-out of a missing soul
 Distant beat
 Still echoing inside
 Living soul
 No amount of words can bury
 A natural end
 Will only come when it's time
 Chapter two
 A recycling of lessons learned
 A decent dose
 And that's all I need to fight
 Operator
 Can you tell me what the forecast is?
 Is it hell?
 Can you see the eye of the storm?