Lyrics:

I've gone through work white-knuckled In the moments that left me behind Refusing to heed the yield I penetrate the force-fields and the blind They say I'll adjust God knows I must But I'm not sure how This natural selection Picked me out to be A dark horse running in a fantasy league Flesh and bone! And I'm running out of time Flesh and bone! Somewhere outside that finish line I square up and break through the chains And I hit like a raging bull Anointed by the blood I take the reigns Cut from the cloth Of the flag that bears the name Battle born And they'll call me the contender They'll listen for the bell With my face flashing crimson From the fires of hell What are you afraid of? And what are you made of? Flesh and bone! And I'm running out of time Flesh and bone! And what are you made of? Flesh and bone! And I'm turning on the dime Flesh and bone! This could decay (decay, decay, decay) This could decay Like the valley below Defences are down The stakes are high (Let's get out the crowd for a face of compassion) The fairytale end (To face out the journey to force us no more) The staggering blow (You'll find the truth in the roots of desire) You lead with your chin (Sitting in your corner, just a compass and the sun) This could be real Simple And what are you made of? Flesh and bone! And I'm running out of time Flesh and bone! What are you made of? He places forward Trading his blindness For the glow of love And time is raging May it rage in vain And ya always had it But you never knew So boots and saddles Get on your feet There's no surrender Because there's no retreat The bells absolve him And there's more starting and We are the descendants Of giant men