Hell Is For Heroes

You, Me, And A Whole Lotta Funk

Hell Is For Heroes


My blooded hands, My blooded limbs
Carry the weight, Of four killing sins

Show me the way, Give me a sign
My problem fades, Youll never learn

Here in your womb
I see a world
Slipping away

Out here in the cold
Here I am grown
I start again

Tell me if you can, If youll pebble me
Soaked in your stare, I thought I could see

My bitter trust, Choking on air
Walking on ice, Jump if you dare

Here in your womb
I see a world
Slipping away

Out here in the cold
Here I am grown
I start again

Well start again
And wake up this death
Well start again
Again again

My hands at my side
Will the world stand still
God knows Ive tried
To let them heal
Ive given all I can take from myself

Here in your womb
I see a world
Slipping away

Out here in the cold
Here I am grown
I start again

Well start again
And wake up this death
Well start again
Again