Weep In My Dust

Ride, full speed into the night
And disengage
To my funeral, I’ll raise my fist up and ride
In the night

I can't hear you
I can't see you
Into the darkness, I will fade

I can't be you
I can see through the sheep locked in this cage
If you were god, your own god
If you were god, wouldn't you want to die?

Our bodies may burn and the eagle will bleed
But we won't kneel to your feet
We will all die free