witheren - soldier on كلمات الأغنية

the tale feels grand or tragic
but is b_n_l, ‘unfit’ for stage
it scars the page, befits the mouth
of a gutter, not an orator

i care not the colour of iseult’s ship:
she comes not for the likes of me
knights she saves, but not the knaves
we have a darker destiny

we are of those who never were
the shadows of some higher being
we spin no wheel of history
are enshrined in no fine tapestry

so let the worms eat my body!
i’ll be down beyond the pale
but as long as there is breath in me
i’ll writhe my way through rain and hail…

take your pill
drain your swill
puff your cigarette
clutch your amulet
whatever works for you

to head out
bite the bullet
brave the day’s
dread, fear, doubt
and fight it
anew

stumble along
on ’em crutches
’til you fall
and then crawl

one foot
after another
fray your way
through the day
don’t give up
keep on trucking
through the night

and go down with a fight

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