They said I should try falling in love But look at my scars; see what it made me become “Love,” they say, “makes the world go on and on” Yet I bled poems in silence until dawn
Hmm... What do they think I am? A flicker? A flame? Some sacrificial lamb? Oh; A whisper in their wicked plan? Who they think I be… some lesser man?
See; I'm neither that; neither this I'm the howl inside that deep abyss And if that means I must resist I'll let the world burn bit by bit
I'll burn the world for the one I love Let empires crack from skies above If peace won’t come, then war must fit And I’ll kiss the ash while I carry it
So tell them love ain’t soft or sweet It’s fire; it’s fists; it’s ****** feet If love’s the game they make us play Then let me love the hell away
I’m the storm they can’t outlast The broken glass of a future passed If love's a lie; then let it break And in its ruins; I’ll make my stake
I’ll tear apart the heart’s disguise And feed it back to their empty lies For love they say; but never feel I’ll make them taste the blood I steal
Every soul I gave my heart to... gone Left me buried before the break of dawn Now all that’s left in this hollow space... are veins that echo, a pulse erased
Nonfunctional arteries, silence instead Where love once lived now walks the dead I’ve mourned alive; I've wept in stone I carried pain like it’s flesh and bone
I stitched my soul with threads of pain Nursed heartbreak like cold winter rain Cradled sorrow like a child with no name And wore my wounds like a warrior’s chain