The Bitter End (Steadman)

I'm losing my patience Aware of the consequences Released by the silence I sense Violence I'm losing my patience It weakens my concentration I'm missing my guidance Quiet Violence does no good Tell me I pray don't fail me I'm counting off hours 'Til you defend to the power of ten Tell me what are you proving well, Is it worth losing? You said you fought to the bitter end I'm building a shelter I'm marking my territory I'm flying my flag I'll stand I'll bend for nobody Tell me I pray don't fail me I'm counting off hours Til you defend to the power of ten Tell me what are you proving well, Is it worth losing? You said you'd fight to the bitter end