And I read it like black palms, shapes in the ash Will we expire and fade like a memory? I Imagine the purpose, shapes like a mountain I'm beaten down, I'm down among the animals And raise your fists like you want to And raise your voice like mine Raise your fists like you want to And read my gaze like a book And I read it like black palms, no shapes and no words I'm fightin' doubt and I've come to know my enemies I Imagine the purpose, shaped like an axis I've hollowed out and I've come to bare the echoes And raise your fists like you want to And raise your voice like mine Raise your fists like you want to And read my gaze like a book