Last of My Kind

Last Of My Kind So young, so brazen, so unholy I come to you in painted skies Your broken teacher, ancient story The living challenge to their lies Trapped in the cold outside There ain't no shelter And they want to force my hand Until I take what I want And then break all the lies That they feed the fucking liars Smash all the temples And crawl through the rubble And cry to the fallen I'm the last of my kind still standing I'm alone Roll over all upon the hillside I am ??? what they throw away I go to sleep behind the eight ball I live to fight for one more day I'm trapped in the cold outside There ain't there no shelter And they want to force my hand Until I take what I want And then break all the lies That they feed the fucking liars Smash all the temples And crawl through the rubble And cry to the fallen I'm the last of my kind still standing I'm alone (The last of my kind still standing)