Sacred last rights, the vultures clean his bones. \"Here lies a good man\", they're carving on his stone. Far past broken and so he's left for dead. They thought they'd bury him, he took a breath instead. One breath for you. One breath for you.
Michael's standing up again, a portion of him live to tell. A corner of him never died, that's what he's bringing back from hell.
A brutal lesson learned in the vulgar truth. He slipped into regret, forsaking all his youth. He heard an angel cry while pleading \"turn around\". He's so afraid to live, she picked him off the ground. He was tired. He was cold. She found him quite away from home.
Michael's standing up again, a portion of him live to tell. A corner of him never died, that's what he's bringing back from hell.
She cried to me and said \"don't die\". She cried to me and said \"don't die\". She said \"Damn you, don't you give up, damn you, don't you die! You were meant for much more, think of all the reasons why. Damn you, don't you give up, damn you, don't you die. No one's meant for nothing. Think of us you'll leave behind\".
Michael's standing up again, a portion of him live to tell. A corner of him never died, that's what he's bringing back from hell. Michael's standing up again, a portion of him live to tell. A corner of him never died, that's what he's bringing back from hell. Michael's standing up again, a portion of him live to tell. A corner of him never died, that's what he's bringing back from hell.