Defying justice, I shout somewhere above me. Wholly empty I can hear the laughter of the clouds
Deference is evil, Louder now, every breath leaving me shaking As the heavens forge their thunder to rain down
God of malice, forgetting patience, as the words escape me I can hear the whispers softly now For the moment, I am searching, though there's nothing I am missing Forge the moment's once endowed
I was born in this place, barely justified And now that I am alive, it was never justified I once basked in this grace, the wording so maligned I was born in this way, only death will reconcile