كلمات Coward's Son

Raised my rifle, swung for stars Stole some falcon's wings Yeah, my city wears a rusty heart But my oh my, it's beating still Age-old tales I whisper slowly Once were colored juvenile You lay down your axe and hold me I'll confess my wicked smile Afraid of being terrified Fall like feathers, rest like stones I adore you none For I am not some kingless throne I am not a coward's son Dare I chance it, dare I gamble? Shiver now, my fractious skin Fortune-free and empty-handed I say a riskless life ain't worth a thing Useless as a wedding ring I will claim my history And I will lose my battles not And I'll take what is meant for me Beneath each wild onslaught I will live with what I've got