I drag like morphine, dead weight, spit me out. Have you 
created what you cannot contain? Embalmed. I lost my 
life, I felt it pull out my nose. But I feel a new heart 
and it's rattling my bones. "Rise. Kill. Eat. Rise. Take 
my name." Can you handle the taste? It's a race. So if 
you see you know, you go. Losing so much blood that it's 
feeling like a drug. I'm a living ghost, a soul. Never 
gonna rest 'till I finally reach my home. And with the 
passion of a Capulet, I'm an arson, and I come in peace. 
Only if you give me the fire that I crave. It's on the 
tip of my tongue. He's every song I have sung. Traded a 
novocain mouth for a hurricane tongue. And now my heart 
is full, and these hands are strong. I left a dead, dead 
walk. Dead, dead walk. Does the road lead up hill all the 
way? Yes! To the very end. Will the day's journey take 
the whole long day? From morning to night my dear, dear 
friend. Can't stop or give in until my heart stops 
beating. We've finally reached the shore. We've come so 
far. Won't stop 'till we know who you are. Woke to riots 
eating up my home a blade in every hand. I join for 
BLOOD. BLOOD. BLOOD. 'Cause i have found no cause that 
turns my bones to build or fill my lungs. So i will move 
until I'm spilling red and set it all ablaze. I'm dealing 
with the fear of understanding every word. I'm hearing, 
"BLOOD. BLOOD. BLOOD." We are the failures, the dreamers, 
the scum of the earth. I'll be a beggar 'till the day I 
die. One. Two. Three. it's failure, failure, failure, 
rest. We will not rest until we see THE NEW WORLD. We 
will not rest until we're good and dead.