If they had seen a fierce desire for flames
and they saw that the affluence of things
was corrupted by my attack,
and I knew what patience
could be able to accomplish me,
it was permissible that my soul
was never more cruel than in the worst world

si vidissent iam levis flammae desiderio et viderunt affluentiam rebus essem corruptas meos impetus et sciebat quid patientia perficere posset mihi licuit in minori mundo crudeli unquam fuit laetior anima mea

messy room, messy mind
beneath these pictures you will find
memories, vague but bright
they leave my eyes so full of light
they keep my eyes from losing sight
of the place I visit in my dreams at night
if I had wings I'd soar great heights
back to my home, an eager flight
but wish I may and wish I might
this cannot be, my dreams are blight

Out of sight, out of mind
Is not so true for me
You see I've left my home behind
And still it's where I long to be

Never too quick to say sorry
Always too quick to forgive
I will forget that you saw me
Because I can't live with my sins

do you think it's funny?
well, I think it's cruel
don't think that you're above me
because I think you're a fool
your jokes are not lost
don't think that I don't get it
but their laughter has a cost
don't think that I'll forget it
I will always stand my ground
and you'll regret your humor
a new hatred for you I've found
and you've got another hater

whispers flurry
all around
who said that?
don't tear me down
I see the looks
that you share
don't you know?
don't you care?
I'm tired of your judgements
I'm tired of your thoughts
I'm done with living beneath you
just because I've never fought