my pain is my poetry, swing the blades, dear nature, you created me, i admire it, but most do i admire, how you destroy, fan of the art, i ll practice what you do, create and destroy, bring me the pain, swing the blades of fate
i am going to build it all, and before you can take it all away, i am going to burn it all. i will jump into that inferno and before you can devour me, i ll jump out of it and drown myself in an ocean, but i ll swim ashore again and build a palace and before your waves can eat me, i will burn it all.