From What the Never Was (Edit)

I fell in a heap alone in the sand

I'm holding the match

You don't understand

We hide in our house and never look out

We're burning it down and putting it out

The faithful

I was running away from it all with a hunger to burn

I fell in a heap alone in the sand

I'm holding the match

You don't understand

We hide in our hearts and never look out

We're burning it down and putting it out

The faithful

I was running away from it all with a hunger to burn

I was mad at the world

'Cause the wind wouldn't force us to learn

Well the forces were able

They faced us again

I fought them with whiskers that never had grown out till then

I raged

And when it was over (with licking of bones)

They truly believed that they should have just left us alone

I raged

If you're daring, roll the dice

Take a chance and choose a side

Meet me there

Meet me there (we'll get away)

Meet me there