Lyrics
The teller tells a tale, a tale that must be told
You better tell it well and tell it from the soul
A dealer deals in faith, honor can be sold
Promises can fail, truth may not be told
What do you live for? What would you die for?
What do you stand for? What are you made of?
What do you live for? What would you die for?
What do you stand for? What are you made of?
Outside, an angry mob storms against the walls
The martyr and the thief rage against the fall
Today is in your hands, the path will rest in peace
Few will understand and now the great release
What do you live for? What would you die for?
What do you stand for? What are you made of?
What do you live for? What would you die for?
What do you stand for? What are you made of?
Lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie
Why? Why? Why?
The teller tells a tale, the story must be told
The soul is not for sale, the flesh has grown cold
Freedom weighs the cost, the cowards flee the scene
Running from the law, now the spirits grieve
What do you live for? What would you die for?
What do you stand for? What are you made of?
What do you live for? What would you die for?
What do you stand for? What are you made of, made of?
What do you live for? What would you die for?
What do you stand for? What are you made of?
What do you live for? What would you die for?
What do you stand for? What are you made of, made of, made of?
