Into our own

Maybe I should walk away and never
Talk to you again.
Try and fire some empathy and throw it all
At you my friend
But I can't be indifferent
To a world with hungry eyes
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But names will never make me cry

So come get it
Come, come, come get it
Come, come, come get it
Come, come, come get it (Step-up)

I've got blood on my hands again
Death's at my door
The demons inside my head
Are punching my brain full of
Foul lies, it's time to fly
Into no-more
Take out their King and we'll
Rise again
Rise again

You are not back again
You're never alone
Sinners and idiots are leaving my soul to
Their foul lies
It's time to fly
Into no more and we'll
Rise again
Rise again
Rise again
Into our own

Maybe I should walk away and never
Show my face again
This is how it all goes down
When it goes down with you my friend
But I can't be a witness
To a world about to die
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But names will never make me cry