When you have just one life to get it all right
would you give it all up in just one night?
The effort, the fighting, the kicking, the biting
illuminating the truth with the most brilliant lighting.
To claim such strong love yet throw such big stones
seem truly a trick and a dead soul's lost moan.
My window has shattered, my heartbeat has stopped.
The blood in my veins and temperature just dropped.
Around me is glass and rusty-grey stones
with a rotten dead pain that roots from the bones.
My life line depleting is a deep red relief,
with a silent mind violent, with a broken belief.
Apologetic to apathetic in no time at all -
wrenching and wounding; the greatest of all falls.

For years & years I fought myself
Breaking for air in a raging sea
That violently slashes me, drags me down
To a place so dark it will make you blind.

One day I found floating debris
And clung for dear life in the darkest sea.
I thought that moment that I was safe,
That piece of scrap was solid ground
But I ignored the fact that I was lost,
Still lost in the drubbing waves.

For years I've been floating on false pretenses,
Believe I am completely well
But my safe haven is withering away
And I'm struggling again against the thrashing waves.

I was never free, and now I'm back
In my deepest troubles and loudest yells
I'm drowning again and I'm tasting defeat
I'm not sure how much longer I can fight the sea
And soon I'm sure I'll succumb to the screams
But at least then I'll finally be free.

Ooh the scars and the bruises-
Draining my life like the three hopeless muses
With a life of confusion, a life of despair,
A life full of pain and lacking in care.
Lies from the lips of those most faithful
Leaving opinions so disgustingly distasteful.
A life to escape, a world to destroy
The fall of all falls, even greater than Troy.
The world has fallen to a hellish new wave
Not a single soul can ever be saved.
With hope lost and faith destroyed,
The point to fight is forever more void.

I loved you, I loved you
With my whole being
Until my eyes started seeing.
You held my heart with tender care,
And looked in my eyes with a loving stare.
For months it was love and it was true,
But I began to notice a change in you.
Your tender care began to pass
And you left my heart laying in the grass.
Yet in your steps you remained staring
But under it all was a mysterious glaring.
You began to fade and acted fake
And inside me, I began to wake.
I gave you my all, my all, my all
But maybe that's not exactly what you saw.
You forgot my heart on the ***** grass,
And it wasn't an action that I let pass.
I picked it up with love and care
All while maintaining our curious stare.
So in the end, when you broke the gaze
It was okay that we split our ways.
I expected it then, and nothing less.
In the end it was a pathetic mess.

In a world of sapphire suns and marble moons
Covered completely in hourly monsoons –
There lays a creature so filled with life
Yet all alone and lacking a wife.

He's always been known by a name so rare
That those who speak it would receive a glare.
He's really no different than you or I,
But it's what he's done for what he's known by.

On this planet of sapphire suns,
There once was a tyranny that was led by guns.
They demanded food and they demanded water;
Obtaining it all by a ruthless slaughter.

The creatures did what they could to hide
Hoping in time it would all subside.
When reality spread that there wasn't an end,
One arose on who all could depend.

Day and night, he fought for their rights
Defending and grinning he saved their lives.
He rallied the masses with his words and actions
To conjure up riots and other abstractions.

They never thought they'd see the day;
But their much needed revolution was now on the way.
With the tyrannous tyrants finally distracted,
The creature was ready when he acted.

It all took lives, and it all took time,
But in the end, it ended the crime.
With the tyrants down, there stood a savior
The one who promoted the disorderly behavior.

Statues were raised and monuments erected
But what happened next would not be expected.
A tyrant remained with revenge in his heart
Who swore he would tear this creature apart.

He devised a machine so evil and mean,
To wipe out all minds and make them clean.
In his plan, he excluded only one,
The creatures' pride; their beloved son.

This wasn't enough -- the tyrant wanted more;
He wanted their hero to be knocked to the floor.
He programmed their minds to despise and detest
The one who relived them from being oppressed.

The tyrant deemed him an unspeakable curse,
And any that spoke of him would be proclaimed as worse.
At first our savior was deeply astonished,
But not soon after, he reacted with a promise.

"In this never-ending war that I'm determined to win
I'll suffer through pain but escape with a grin.
You've won the battle but I'll win the war
I've won before, and I'll win once more."