Last of My Kind

So young

so brazen and so unholy

I come to you in painted skies

Your broken saint

your ancient story

The living challenge to their lies

Trapped in the cold outside

There ain't no shelter

And they want to force my hand

Until I take what I want

And break all the lies

That they feed the fucking liars

Smash all the temples

And crawl through the rubble

And cry to the fallen

I'm the last of my kind

still standing

I'm the last of my kind

still standing

I'm alone

A wolf alone upon the hillside

I live on what they throw away

I go to sleep behind the 8 ball

I live to fight for one more day

I'm trapped in the cold outside

There ain't no shelter

And they want to force my hand

Until I take what I want

And break all the lies

That they feed the fucking liars

Smash all the temples

And crawl through the rubble

And cry to the fallen

Take what I want

And break all the lies

That they feed the fucking liars

Smash all the temples

And crawl through the rubble

And cry to the fallen

I'm the last of my kind

still standing

I'm the last of my kind

still standing

I'm alone

I'm the last of my kind

still standing

I'm the last of my kind

still standing

Now I'm alone

Last of my kind

still standing

Last of my kind

still standing

Lower

lower

lower

Taking me lower

Taking me lower

Taking me lower