Hail to the King of Death

Here I write my lullaby I take my pen and teach you how to live A hopeful hero’s speech The anthem of the underground To all the lonely ones To those who sing alone I am the chosen I am the unspoken I am the broken I am the cursed I am the worst The one they left behind Wretched and divine Can you hear the march of the rejects? Line up in the parade of the defects? Eyes of the dismissed? Hearts of the used? The faithful and the blind? Innocence is forsaken They call me a nothing Church of fear Church of failure Church of fools They feel like a distant memory They might call me a sinner The devil in the mirror is screaming that my heart is flawed “You’re on your own” The new hate with the same lost values “What lives deeper in death?” Every day feels like a war This war of hearts is haunting me An army strong as one A land where chaos reigns A land that bows down to broken ways A land where sins are gripping tighter A land dead and broken I survived I will not surrender But I fall down to my knees I never knew that hope was fatal Until I looked it in the eye Stay alone, count your fears Death is from depths of silence I’m just a human, not ready to die Beginner and sinner In blood I draw the line I’ve given all my pride Save me from the darkest places Save me from myself Lions guarding castle walls Jewel upon the crown I lost it all But you can never take this dream from me My back’s against the wall Just trying to breathe Just trying to figure it out I built these walls to watch them crumbling down I was the fear of men I held the key to the kingdom I ruled the world But I was blind I couldn’t see the world there right in front of me Takin’ life I have made I’m tearin’ through this calm The reaper of disaster Crack bones with blind agression I live just to conquer So self righteous Hail to the king of death Deep inside my heart I’m still here Who can save me now?

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