We'll Grind That Axe for a Long Time

Wears 10 crowns, dragons heads Southern are the sons, Lords unmatched - Their eyes don’t look right, should they be trusted now? Trashed-mouth Gods, avoided kings With the spirit of revolt, the ghost of youth (Chorus) Every fucking year it stays the same Everybody changes to suit the day Out of pride I’ll isolate my fears Never turned our backs on why we’re here We’ll grind that axe for a long time Follow close, train of fools Just like them, just like you - Their eyes don’t seem right. ‘Easily impressed’ plague, dressed up fake No respect (Chorus) Every fucking year remains the same Everybody sucks-up to suit the day Out of hate I’ll isolate myself Through the worst we still marched into hell We’ll grind that axe for a long time We’ll grind that axe for a long time (And I say again) We’ll grind that axe for a long time (And I'm fucking dead, I say) We’ll grind that axe for a long time The smell in the air is chicken shit. We’ll grind that axe for a long time (x2) We'll grind that axe We'll grind that axe for a long time (Chorus) Every fucking song remains the same To everyone who sucks-up for the fame Out of strength you know we speak the truth Every trend that dies is living proof We’ll grind that axe for a long time