Fallen one on the ground.
Fallen one to be seen.
And you go on spit on it just to prove to yourself that you're the one without fear.
Convince yourself that you're brave ant that you'll never fall.
But you know it's not real
and you know that someday it will come to ask you about the soul you've sold.
Fallen on the ground.
Fallen under your feet.
And you show your courage shooting in his face.
Now you feel like a winner and they're chanting you hymns.
You built your damm empire...
but the fallen breaths.
As you preach it's dead and gone
I can feel it in the deep heart's core.