We all carry on (8)

(8)And if you would call me your sweetheart
I'd maybe then sing you a song

But there's shit that I've done
With this fuck of a gun
You would cry out your eyes all along

We're damned after all
Through fortune and flame we fall
And if you can say then I'll show you the way to return from the ashes you call

We all carry on
When our brothers in arms are gone
So raise your glass high
For tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call(8)