Pro Que Der E Vier

Got my head spiked
between night and dawn.
Got an arm laid
between the perfect and the rejected.
And a cannon aimed
to any feudal side.
Whoever comes, come
I'm up for whatever comes.

In the morning barely awake,
at night hardly sleepy.
For the adventure I weave
I find the days upside down.
In the land of losing God is money
Devil is not having it.
Be it man or woman
I'm up for whatever comes.

Day by day in a squeeze
that feels more like a desert.
In the chaos of fear
barely a finger is raised.
Whatever happens
we have nothing to lose,
whatever comes our way
we can't stay like this.

I will be the barricade,
weapon, fire, farewell.
I will be forged iron,
day and night silent love.
I will be a clenched fist
and tender sweetness
and whatever may come
I'm up for whatever comes.