Die Fighting

No one gets out aliveBut I won't be the last to dieNo one gets out aliveBut I won't be the last to dieI have chose to fight hereAnd I'll see it to the endIf need be I will die hereMy all I will extendYour heart is weak and it's not rightIf not for this what would you fightYour words are big, they prove untrueTurn and walk away you'll get yours tooPushed to tears, it is your rightBut curled in a ball when you should stand and fightJust to be moved is not enoughUnless it moves you forwardWhat good is holding the hand of the dyingWhen what is needed is to be dragged from the dirtWhat use have those of sympathetic witnessIf their not to be savedYour heart is weak and it's not rightIf not for this what would you fightYour words are big, they prove untrueTurn and walk away you'll get yours tooPushed to tears, it is your rightBut curled in a ball when you should stand and fightJust to be moved is not enoughUnless it moves you forwardTo stand&to fallTo charge&to crawlTo rush&to hideTo bleed&to cryTo stab&to pleaseTo hear and bleedTo rush in blindTo fight and dieAnd in the end when it's just usThe bloods been spilledThe lines been crossedOur bones are brokeOur flesh is tornThe flag is raisedThey'll blow the hornsAnd we'll have provedJust why we're hereAnd we'll move on we'll have no fearCause we will knowWin lose or dieWe fought our fucking hearts outDIE FIGHTINGDIE FIGHTINGDIE FIGHTINGDIE FIGHTINGDIE FIGHTINGDIE FIGHTINGDie fighting - with everythingDie fighting - THIS MEANS EVERYTHINGDie fighting - for everythingDie fighting - THIS MEANS EVERYTHINGDie fighting - with everythingDie fighting - THIS MEANS EVERYTHINGDie fighting - for everythingDie fighting - THIS MEANS EVERYTHING