The familiar taste of the bullet you bite It's your kind - the flaws of your mind As you fall from above to a place with no love Free your dog of desire The familiar face of the fear that you fight Reappears - and you're left behind Find your seat - Now the tide and its choir are here Hum along - drown your silence Swing the axe for those who ran but never crawled Raise your gla** for those whose names were never called Swing the axe for those who looked into the sun Raise your gla** for those who lost - whose games were never won All the feelings and tears you fight to be here Will be gone - will expire Swing the axe for those who ran but never crawled Raise your gla** for those whose names were never called Swing the axe for those who looked into the sun Raise your gla** for those who lost - whose games were never won Swing the axe for those who almost hit the mark Raise your gla** for those who lost - whose hearts were never sparked Swing the axe for those who k**ed your final hopes Raise your gla** for those who smiled - swaying from their ropes