I've gone through life white-knuckle In the moments that left me behind Refusin' to heed the yield I penetrate the force-fields in the blind They say I'll adjust God knows I must But I'm not sure how This natural selection pick me out to be A dark horse runnin' in a fantasy
(Flesh and bone) And I'm runnin' out of time (Flesh and bone)
Somewhere outside that finish line I square up and break through the chains And I hit like a ragin' bull Anointed by the blood, I take the reins Cut from the cloth Of a flag that bears the name "Battle Born" And they'll call me the contender They'll listen for the bell With my face flashing crimson from the fires of hell
(What are you afraid of?) And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone) And I'm runnin' out of time (Flesh and bone) And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone) Man, I'm turnin' on a dime (Flesh and bone)
(This could decay) This could decay Like the valley below Defenses are down The stakes are high (You scour the crowd for a face of compassion) The fairytale end (The grace of the journeymen fought is no more) The staggerin' blow (The moment of the truth in the roots of desire) You lead with your chin (No neutral corners, just a compass and the Sun) This could be real (No neutral corners, just a) Simple
And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone) And I'm runnin' out of time (Flesh and bone)
What are you made of?
"Faces forward" "Trade in his blindness for the glow of love" "And time is raging, may it rage in vain" "And you always had it, but you never knew" "So, boots and saddles (Flesh and bone), get on your feet" "There's no surrender, 'cause there's no retreat" "The bells are sounding (Flesh and bone), this amounts to an end" "We're the descendents of giant men"