Give me a disaster,
Give me emergency
Stand me at the head of the crusade
without a remedy
Show me to the shipwreck
Show me how your bones shake
When i'm at the edge of sorrows blade,
Show me how a heart breaks
Be steady on your feet,
matter the trouble you meet

Lions make you brave
Giants give you faith
Death is a charade
You don't have to feel safe
to feel unafraid

Find me at the bottom
looking at the vactures
Standing in the heart of the disease
following my heart cares
I'm looking for the founder,
I'm looking for the blackness
I'm learning how to get up off my knees
and all it takes is practice
Be ready on your feet,
Matter the trouble you meet

Lions make you brave
Giants give you faith
Death is a charade
You don't have to feel safe
to feel unafraid
I'm not the hunter
I'm not the marked
Just looking for wisdom in the dark

Lions make you brave
Giants give you faith
Death is a charade
You don't have to feel safe
to feel unafraid

Lions make you brave
Giants give you faith
Death is a charade
You don't have to feel safe
to feel unafraid
You don't have to feel safe
to feel unafraid

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