Phosphorescent - Terror In The Canyons (The Wounded Master) (Live)

I could be the tiger, I could be the snake
I could be the fire, I could be the lake
I could be the sky bird waiting on the wind
I could be the devil waiting to begin
See, I was the wounded master, oh then I was the slave
My hands and my mouth, aw honey, they would not behave
See, I was the holy writer then I was the page
I was the bleeding actor then I was the stage
But now youre telling me my hearts sick
And Im telling you I know
And youre telling me youre leaving
And Im telling you to go
And Im not so sorry for the heart wreck
But for each season left unblessed
The new terror in the canyons
The new terror in our chests
I could be the tether, I could be the place
I could be forever or just a couple days
I could be the morning that breaks upon your skin
I could be the devil and do it all again
See, I was the wounded master then I was the slave
My hands and my mouth, aw honey, they was caught in a rage
See, I was the holy lion then I was the cage
I was the bleeding actor then I was the stage
O but now youre telling me my hearts sick
And Im telling you I know
And youre telling me youre leaving
And Im telling you to go
And Im not so sorry for the heart wreck
But for each season left unblessed
The new terror in the canyons
The new terror in our chests