Arms of bronze or lungs of steel won't help you hold it in this time
The bell has rung and all your thoughts are falling in and out of line
The rise and fall of flesh, the ebb and flow
We're headed straight for death but after I don't know
I don't think anyone wants to find out if they're right about death
Marching forward looking back at all the love and hate and loss
The final miles of all these roads will end with none of us at a cross
My hands are tied until I die, my body silent
The other side will not reply, I will be silent