Caster

Oh the guard lives to break me down Some might call that hope Life's rivers seem to sweep me back Watch them shift that fault Oh the table can't hold me up I might just drop to the ground Oh the weight that's bigger than us all Someone's gotta make that call Young, blind caster bouts the knight Blade inbound Oh they're loving living in the commie town Gotta free the commie town Smile wide but don't you force me Fool's fire might make you lonely For a while we been tired and hungry Enough, oh Oh my vision's been a little thrown off I might just make my rounds Oh the brothers and sisters that took the toll Damn I gotta still stand tall Oh the double helix that claims us all We gotta make do right now Oh been shriveled to play a fearful thought Saying can I still be bought Smile wide but don't you force me Fool's fire might make you lonely For a while we been tired and hungry Enough, oh