A great pardon is only lost
on those who hesitate
Leaning rigid with eyes so wide
A pack of rabid cards
Calling bluffs and taking names
What's your game plan?
Where are your goals?
Wine is sour but their smell is worse
The curse is hellish swelling hearts
As carts of victims attend the dance
We pray for just one abstract chance

Wake up
Justify yourself
Don't forget the bridges burning
Wake up