To rush and tread not lightly
With no welcomes, no farewells
To rage and go not gently
Hearing nothing reason tells
These are means at hand
Trusty tools of labour
Used all at once
In fierce endeavour
Breaking fragile mask of a man
All our engines are fueled again
To blind and lead the blind
Through the black to stalemate
The ride, one wild ride
Leaving wreckage in the wake
These are paths at feet
Scattered roads to travel
One leave to take
Before dust settles
Breaking fragile mask of a man
All our engines are fueled again
Embracing this taint has no forgiveness
But does it matter at loss for limits?
Giving no quarter
Come hell or high water
Falling from grace
For what it’s worth
Breaking fragile mask of a man
All our engines are fueled again
Embracing this taint has no forgiveness
But does it matter at loss for limits?