The Hero Dies Songtext
von Stagbriar

All busted ties.
So I know the hero dies.
Have I got dust in my eyes, or am I too old to cry?

Find my head.
I am too wired to sleep and too tired to make my bed.
Sick of treadin′ the same line.


I held it in,
But I am fine if they tape me trying to escape my skin.

And I heard a song
Tangled up like a giant, but I could not hear him fall.

Cold whistle blown,
But I heard laughter,
And I should have known when I heard drums;
Old skin and bone, lay down beside me 'til the cavalry comes.