The thousand deaths a coward dies
When lows double halving the highs
Would cut down any man to size
Barbed wire rips the skies
The heavy cross we all must bear
Becomes the truth as we prepare
To cut all ties of those who care
Barbed wire rips the skies
The targets we try hard to hit
Keep moving in this endless pit
Another candle bought and lit
Barbed wire rips the skies
The falling snow no longer cold
Heat from the sun can\'t find a hold
All feeling fades emotions fold
Barbed wire rips the skies
A bright light screams out come this way
Heartbreaking terror\'s had it\'s day
Your talents should be on display
Scarred fire purifies