Full steams from an unfinished song. One drum, one slap bass, two acoustic guitar.

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grab a knife, grab a friend, grab a light, but throw away any hope you ever had to live your life
because we choose the wrong way, the hard way, the wise way, is what we say, as we go where noone should any day
brace yourself as I teach you be friendly, even though this road is gonna end me

we’re not going for the little ones, no son, we batting out of league for the big guns
we’re gonna pray and sway as we may but we’re not afraid to slay to return the sun’s rays to the day
everybody listen up now we’re going out, we’re on the road of dark crowns, so keep your heads down
there’s no limit to the darkness we will face but I’ll keep singing to keep us on the pace

we’re here for dragon hunting

but don’t blame the fever for the sickness, you must get this, there’s still a soul inside the wicked even as they stand against us
what good is being good if good we can’t be? what life is being lived if love we can’t feel?
this is the secret of why this path is so dangerous, not just any hubris, for our weapon is forgiveness
the heart is a weapon like a blade, that can sway even slay, the claws and lines laid by the dark in pain
there’s no limit like a bottomless abyss only love can get us through this, with each other we persist

we’re here for dragon hunting

we’re gonna take this to the top, we won’t stop, like a raindrop starts a storm, the first cut reaps a crop
every soul saved is another shadow damned, every prayer made is another brick in the dam
that holds back the sickness that the darkness would inflict upon us twisting up our spirits with spiteful lies and tricks to rob us
of our nobility, left no dignity, no empathy, meant to leave us with no soul, empty
this is why we gotta stand strong … to bring the world a new dawn
stand with us if your ready, hold steady, breathe, we probably won’t survive this, but everybody sing with me

we’re here for dragon hunting