The Anvil

The space
 Between shoving and hell to walk
 Begging them not to freak out
 Show your anger
 Son we've created this all for you
 Telling the devil to weep
 So we can hold on
 Strike the anvil
 Stand and we have already won
 Shore up the last brigade
 Send all the soldiers home
 Testing the will of that at any cost now
 Our denial
 What a sweet sensation
 Turning the tide as we watch
 Back to your life
 Just to defend
 On the run again
 Something I can taste
 Bring down the walls
 And conform again
 Getting weak and frail
 Try to tip the scale
 Something I can touch
 Bring down the walls
 Feast
 Feed on the world that we gave
 Your gluttony sickens the void
 Never fearing
 How brave to waste it all
 The cadence of silence in men
 X
 Never ending
 Back to your lies
 Just to defend
 On the run again
 Something I can taste
 Bring down the walls
 And conform again
 Getting weak and frail
 Try to tip the scale
 Something I can touch
 Bring down the walls
 And conform again
 Space
 Between shoving and hell to walk
 Begging them not to freak out
 Testing the will of it at any cost now
 Shore up the last brigade
 Send all the soldiers home
 Testing the will of it at any cost now
 Feed on the world that we gave
 Your gluttony sickens the void
 Never fearing
 How brave to waste it all