My Grain

Grace, pride, tell me what's your name?

Crippled will with tomorrow's pill

'Cause I feel no pain and I can't remember

Whose to blame

This is not my home

This is not my home

But the source was always known

My grain

I beg, you steal, do you show me your signs of a sin

Blistered and torn by the pure & reborn

But they're just like us and remember man

They cave in

This is not my home

This is not my home

But the source was always known

My grain

War stone, do you write your name in trust?

Word to the wise my instincts rise

All your heros are gone and the proud

Ones have turned to dust

You can kill my pride but my heads still

Flying!

My grain

My grain

My grain

Migrane