Mire

I'm stones through the mire
In this cold, dark night
Shake my heat
Bristle and bare my teeth
Keep me hot
Dread and feral
Keep me hot
Dread and feral

I feel the ache in my bones
I feel the wear on my soul
But I wouldn't swap my lot
For a lottery
I wouldn't trade this chipped blade
For a gold pistol
Can't help but ask this, though

How long
How long must I roam
Till I find some sense of peace
Must I die
With this question
Burning in my mind?

Blind stride unbridled
By scar and title
Shake my heart
Spike my vitals
Ignite my soul
In a great revival

I feel the ache in my bones
I feel the wear on my soul
But I wouldn't swap my lot
For a lottery
I wouldn't trade this chipped blade
For a gold pistol
Can't help but ask this though

How long
How long must I roam
Till I find some sense of peace
Must I die
With this question
Burning in my mind?