The Compass

There is a compass and it knows my face
I am a stranger but I don't plan to stay

I'm almost dead but I'm still breathing
Remove my name from this tombstone, fill my grave

I will not wait here and patiently wait to decay

I will not lay here
I won't decay
Fight death, fight death
Fight death, fight death
Fight fear, fight fear
Fight hate, fight hate

Fight death, fight death
Fight fear, fight fear
Fight
Fight