歌词
My feet are freezing in the cold
I've heard a million stories told
I may be scared of growing old
But you won't turn me into gold
And I may cry when I am hurt
And I may fall and tear my shirt
I always have to stay alert
I won't throw my sword in the dirt
Cause holy water won't drown me now
I'll turn your armies to stone no doubt
Cause all you are is alive
And I live to survive
Cause I feel powerful when there is blood in my teeth
I've crawled out of the ground when I was six feet beneath
So tie me to the flames as you are playing your part
But I'm Joan of Arc
And I'm in every work of art
But still it won't make sense till the morning bell has rung
I learned the world will starve you when I was far too young
I hate being kind to you
So here's my battle cry
And you still wonder why
I bleed and do not die
And I will not surrender my jewel encrusted crown
And I will burn you city down
And I think from now on we must refuse to sink and drown
I'll look you in the eyes until the fire is out
Pour melted silver in my hands
But I won't fall to your commands
I may have said things I regret
But I'm the arrow in your chest
Cause I feel powerful when there is blood in my teeth
I've crawled out of the ground when I was six feet beneath
So tie me to the flames as you are playing your part
But I'm Joan of Arc
And I'm in every work of art
But still it won't make sense till the morning bell has rung
I learned the world will starve you when I was far too young
I hate being kind to you
So here's my battle cry
And you still wonder why
I bleed and do not die
And I will not surrender my jewel encrusted crown
And I will burn you city down
And I think from now on we must refuse to sink and drown
I'll look you in the eyes until the fire is out
And I just had a vision as I held up my sword
That one of these days I won't be angry anymore
Cause at the end of it all
When I come home from war
I'll find tranquility in the life I'm living for
And I just had a vision as I held up my sword
That one of these days I won't be angry anymore
Cause at the end of it all
When I come home from war
I'll find tranquility in the life I'm living for
But still it won't make sense till the morning bell has rung
I learned the world will starve you when I was far too young
I hate being kind to you
So here's my battle cry
And you still wonder why
I bleed and do not die