Back again for round two, weâre still not done, weâve just begun.What you hear is not a lie, itâs the truth, itâs the truth.Youâll regret what was said, by the end of this song.Bright minds come forth, not blinded by the shit, of all thatâs meaningless, but whoâs to blame.Called to arms.Gather your troops.Be sure to strike with intent.It would be a shame to only make a dent.Called to arms.Gather your troops.Weâve asked for just one more chance, but youâre backed up to the edge, youâre backed up to the edge. Open your eyes and do not fear, intensions are pure and words are clear. Iâm afraid to let this go, Iâm afraid to let this go.When Iâm broken and Iâm gone.When Iâm broken and Iâm gone.When itâs all said and done Iâll still be my gathers son.All we ask for is just one more chance to make everything clear.Open your eyes our dreams are clear.Youâll regret what was said by the end of this song.