The living are reluctant to change
The lost don't always find their way
No one fights the right till they let the wrong one go
No crown can be worn on a shattered throne
The damned need salvation
Their damage need fixing
The addicted need empathy
Sentences are handed down
Not every king deserves a pawn
Some are just sick in the head

When will we admit
That something must give
Time to bear the cross
Wage war for what you've lost
We can not submit
In this world of shit
Just have to look within ourselves

This is your life
Always remember
Redemption or ruin
It's a choice
You know your vice
It has to die
Bury it, forget the grave

This not our last walk through hell
It's not our deepest descent
We can come back better
With our resolve unbent

When will we admit
That something must give
Time to bear the cross
Wage war for what you've lost
We can not submit
In this world of shit
Just have to look within ourselves

This is your life
Always remember
Redemption or ruin
It's a choice
You know your vice
It has to die
Bury it, forget the grave

This is your life (your life, your life)
You've still got time
You know your vice
And it must die
It must die
It must die
It must die

You
Still
Got
Time
This
Is
Your
Life