The End Is Begun 3

Watch what you say
Words can be heard from your grave
Pluck from a fist full of straws
You cannot resist your tragic flaws

And you said what you said
That I'd be better off dead
Than be fed into the furnace
Of the monster
Shall I cry shall I die
Shall I be shot through the sky
As I fly into the furnace
Of the monster

Goodbye number one
You know what must be done
Set sail through the sun
The end is begun

Lay down the law
Take to the air
See how they crawl
Sparking a trail
Angels may fall
A single mistake
Kills us all