A Girl A Gun A Ghost The Fox Is Restless (The Lamb Is Found) Lyrics

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When your breath gets weak and your vision's cloudy who's name will you call out?

Their tendons sing like piano wire
Their muscles solid, forged from the strongest iron
Why am I the last machine?
Where is my skin graft, so human, pure and so very clean?

(Lonely like a memory)
Why am I finding myself all alone?
I'm a furnace-fed scarecrow in a field of bones
They've all given in what do they have to show?
Existing in servitude, they'll reap what they've sown
I can tell you what it's like to die
Stand up to the reaper while burning inside
If you don't believe just look in these eyes…
I can show you what lonely is like

We are broken, we are rusting slowly
We are burning and we are holy
Crawling along on these cast-iron knees
To the coal miner's song soaking up the disease
They are changing, but their flesh I'm denied
They are mortal; I'm still rusting inside
I see the speaker with my X-Ray eyes
I see his determined and rotting insides

With these circumstances I think it's quite obvious
He'd like to take a chance to speak for the rest of us
"Reach your roots elsewhere, fresh muscles are restless!"
Their shuffling footsteps, like young children, helpless…

'Bury the children. Carry the children. They'll be cozy in their graves.'

When your breath gets weak and your vision's cloudy whose name will you call out?

Their eyes are glazed as they are carried away
Their wishes have all come true, but their words were twisted and construed
'The grave is waiting for their arrogance!'
Through barbed wire and borrowed tongues they cry "Save us from this penance!"
Now I'm left behind, but I'm alive!

How I yearned to shed this shell
I am alone in this carbon hell
They have changed; they're still to blame
With the same smile, the same style, and the same shame

I will carry their burdens on my back
Remove this label of martyr, that's all I ask

'Just who do you think you are?'

They call me Atlas. I am a Titan
I'll be your savior
They call me Atlas. I am a Titan
Come with me my children…
We'll ride the lightning home

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