I stepped into the morning
To breathe the air leant to me
And found my family there performing
Hamlet accidentally
And so I played the martyr
In our war of attrition
All that we have harbored
One day will be given
And I'll sing
All that I have is gone
All that I have
All that I have is gone
All that I have
The Prophet's brother begged me
Back when I was younger
Take all my things and burn them
Free me from my hunger
So that night I went out drinking
In the abandoned church upon his farm
And woke to find these 20 words
Tattooed bold upon my arm
All that I have is gone
All that I have
All that I have is gone
All that I have