Ready

Ready to keep them all on their feet.
Ready to give them all a display.
That’s exactly what they came for.
It’s time to deal out the pain.
Find home in the dirt.
True names are forgotten.
Grind them into earth.
My conscience is rotten.
Hero until misfortune takes over.
Then an echo of an identity.
It’s time to deal out the pain.
Ready to take them all.
Ready to take them.
Ready to take them all over to the other side.
And I’m ready for the dirt.