Your Honor

Who the safety is for

Danger knocks not at the door

Don't let your heart hit the floor now

There is pillage in villages, all have been labored to fight

Please get this caught in your eye

Who

There is suffering

There is suffering

Know at first, no you don't

Then your face it advances the corner

Times getting shorter and shorter

Why waste your fine life? Yeah

See it's all already fostered in for ya

Can't you just feel for another

Run

I implore ya

I implore ya

You have gone to the sale

You have gone to the stable or till

What will you do with your will?

Will you empty?

Will you fill?

The fall ain't get colder

This is farther and farther from over

You're in the margins of time

What say you

What say your honor?

What say your honor?