We need not worry about consequences,
It all works out just as cruel in the end,
We need not bother to try and fix it,
We'll do what we want; we'll make fate bend.
Well, we know we're in so deep we can't dig out,
But why worry when you have so little time?
Better at least try, to make the most,
Of the little, dying, shard of space we have.
After all this strife
Hope
Is
All
We
Have
So we need not worry about the result,
Since we know it can only end in hell,
Just moving on and running round these corners,
And merely hoping that it will end well.
The world could end tomorrow,
(Or next week)
We could all die tired, and alone,
(Or in a bucket)
We could all just wither in fire,
(Or salt. Enough now.)
But that's not now, is it?
Say 'No regrets' and listen to your voice!
Since hope is all we have,
There is nothing to lose,
Only to gain,
Not that we will but,
Only a fool - a coward!
Will back down.
So stand up, ignore your bleeding body,
Stand up, and spread your tattered wings proud,
Stand up and raise your fists, right up high,
And sing with me: 'Hey ho, we're going down in a blaze of glory' and act like it's a joy!
