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