Joan of Arc

My feet are freezing in the cold I've heard a million stories told I may be scared of growing old But you won't turn me into gold And I may cry when I am hurt And I may fall and tear my shirt I always have to stay alert I won't throw my sword in the dirt Cause holy water won't drown me now I'll turn your armies to stone no doubt Cause all you are is alive And I live to survive Cause I feel powerful when there is blood in my teeth I've crawled out of the ground when I was six feet beneath So tie me to the flames as you are playing your part But I'm Joan of Arc And I'm in every work of art But still it won't make sense till the morning bell has rung I learned the world will starve you when I was far too young I hate being kind to you So here's my battle cry And you still wonder why I bleed and do not die And I will not surrender my jewel encrusted crown And I will burn you city down And I think from now on we must refuse to sink and drown I'll look you in the eyes until the fire is out Pour melted silver in my hands But I won't fall to your commands I may have said things I regret But I'm the arrow in your chest Cause I feel powerful when there is blood in my teeth I've crawled out of the ground when I was six feet beneath So tie me to the flames as you are playing your part But I'm Joan of Arc And I'm in every work of art But still it won't make sense till the morning bell has rung I learned the world will starve you when I was far too young I hate being kind to you So here's my battle cry And you still wonder why I bleed and do not die And I will not surrender my jewel encrusted crown And I will burn you city down And I think from now on we must refuse to sink and drown I'll look you in the eyes until the fire is out And I just had a vision as I held up my sword That one of these days I won't be angry anymore Cause at the end of it all When I come home from war I'll find tranquility in the life I'm living for And I just had a vision as I held up my sword That one of these days I won't be angry anymore Cause at the end of it all When I come home from war I'll find tranquility in the life I'm living for But still it won't make sense till the morning bell has rung I learned the world will starve you when I was far too young I hate being kind to you So here's my battle cry And you still wonder why I bleed and do not die