No Reward - Bad Books
With my dominant hand
I steer the ship towards the future
With my eyes full of sand  I make a myth of the mess
Through desert blinders and cataracts  grab the battle axe
Let the faith outfox the fear
Snap off the string  go clear
No reward
Snap off the string  go clear
No reward
From the crimson killing floor
No reason  no reward
Thread the rib through the rind  pull the pins from the pillbox
Keep every twist intertwined  each coincidence locked
To the prelude and aftermath  'til you have to ask
"Are you sure you're sure you're right
It's such a lonely life "
When you're sure
It's such a lonely life
When you're sure
Endless incremental war
So cursed to be so sure
No reward
It's such a lonely life
No reward
It's such a lonely life
No reward
It's such a lonely life
No reward
From the crimson killing floor
To the mausoleum door
Off the isolation shore
No reason  no reward