I am none of the odds
One of the ordinary sight to the lads
A figure of uncertainty
Imprisoned by the unholy

Enraged by memories of the late
Fire ignited by hate
A warrior disabled
By the cage of my people

Thoughts, feelings dreams unspoken
Unsure of my own brethren
Left in mid air
Is everything in love fair?

Overthrown by the shadows
Outsmarted by the one in cloaks
Can't hate nor shout
For there's death in my brother's mouth


Profanities mumbled in secrecy
Rebellion wrapped in ecstasy
Wounds patched in paisleys
Eyes closed to misery