Album Cover Religion Of Speed

Religion Of Speed

Every Time I Die

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I can′t continue on without a sign

One wing to haul the weight of only one third of an eye

The voice I'm leaning into has been thrownWhen all the meat is stripped away I′m chewing on the bone

I'm condemned until the moment I forget

That I haven't learned a goddamn thing yet

My soul is sticking out, like a talon through a shell

You can wait until the rapture I will hightail it to Hell

Water everywhere but no water fit to drink

I′ve got endless proof and I don′t know what to think

Nothing but time, not a minute left to spare

Gallons of fuel I can't get anywhere

When all I am is a stone that says

The name I had and the years that I had been

The quiet depths and the measured steps

Won′t echo like the shriek of riot did

Sever the anchor you drag or be frozen at the stake

Choke down all the prey in your path before you become the prey

No one likes a company man, nothing but a snake

Nothing but a snake

Look at my war it's the prettiest thing alive

I traded it for sanity now all you see is mine

Open the throttle, feel the thunder in the sails

Pick up the scent of fear and follow the trail

When all I am is a stone that says

The name I had and the years that I had been

The quiet depths and the measured steps

Won′t echo like the shriek of riot did

I can't move the dredge without heat

Stillwater of a puddle and the ocean never meet

I′ve wandered off a path into a storm

A trance into a fury, a mantra for a sword

Doomed until I recall

How to fire up an engine that has stalled

I would trade what I have lost for the things that I have left

Some clarity just to see darkness best?

My flower in your barrel hasn't stopped the slaughter yet

So spent, we can't be saved

We lost sleep but we found our way

Sharpen your axe against the road

Don′t hold out hope

Such courage pulls us down

We ride on

Such courage pulls us down

We ride on

Our songs refuse a grave

These beating hearts make violent waves

Push the pedal right through the floor

Want so much more

When all I am is a stone that says

The name I had and the years that I had been

The quiet depths and the measured steps

Won′t echo like the shriek of riot did