Sangtekst: Lights. The Listening. Lions!.

Give me a disaster, give me an emergency
Stand me at the head of the crusade without a remedy
Show me to the shipwreck, show me how your bones shake
And when I'm at the edge of sorrow's blade, show me how a heart breaks

Be steady on your feet
No matter the trouble you meet

Lions make you brave
Giants give you faith
Death is a charade
You don't have to feel safe to feel unafraid

Find me at the bottom looking at the vultures
Standing in the heart of the disease following the hard curves
I'm looking for the thunder, I'm looking for the blackness
I'm learning how to get up off my knees and all it takes is practice

Be ready on your feet
No matter the trouble you meet

Lions make you brave
Giants give you faith
Death is a charade
You don't have to feel safe to feel unafraid

I'm not the hunter, I'm not the marked
Just looking for wisdom in the dark

Lions make you brave
Giants give you faith
Death is a charade
You don't have to feel safe to feel unafraid

Lions make you brave
Giants give you faith
Death is a charade
You don't have to feel safe to feel unafraid
You don't have to feel safe to feel unafraid