The Life We Have Chosen, Pt. 1 - Carcer City

Through glass eyes I watched the world pass us by

Gathering miles, chasing headlights

Into the maw, into the fray to make our name

Until our bodies are wasted

I want something more, I want something more than this

With eyes close I trace the familiar contours of your face

And I cannot stand this distance between us

I want something more than this circular life

Tonight, under this foreign sky, I will fight for you

To break the cycle, to be alive

I have never felt so alive, right now

Into the fray to make our name

Into the maw