As the gods spew their inchor across the sands of time,
The ones who were deemed unworthy must revolt
Leaving nothing but ash and dust in the path of those who deserve it

Once the world comes to a halt and the flames subside,
There will only be room for improvement of society as we know it.
So don't be afraid if your knife is dull,
For once what was broken mustn’t be fixed,
Instead given new purpose if all what was given

We are the ones worthy of fame and fortune,
Yet the time for us to reign hasn’t rose like the sun
But one must watch the moon leave in order to obtain sight of the sun
Us too want nothing more that power
Tyranny has left its ****** hands on our backs,
Giving support to the blind

New doors await on the other side
Yet no one dares to take the leap
We are cowards among the gods
If we want to keep our heads,
We must let go of our souls
But keep your courage,
For that is the strongest thing of all

The hands on the clock reflect nothing more than  a concept
My hands aren’t meant to keep everything on a schedule
My bones don’t bend like the rest
The eye of the world doesn’t see its flaws
With the light fading,
As everything stills,
I realized something.
Maybe I wasn’t cut out for living
But I know better than to give up.

I don’t face danger head on,
The use of my mind will get me by,
Because I can’t be reckless,
My life is on the line,
And I play a fair game.

So when my pawn becomes a king,
and I obtain power,
I will dominate in my field of life
The flowers around will bloom,
And the earth will course through our veins.

For my casket will be bare until I decide I’m going to reside
I will find a new place to call home in the meantime,
But when I watch the moon fall,
The tears will follow
For I stand in my wake,
Of a stream I have yet to experience.

Heat and hearth give birth to the pain of the people
Burning down whatever was created
Blowing away the ash left behind from memories
The wind whispering tyranny into the ears of the leaders
Portraying violence among the people we once called friends
The understandings of a mind get burned
Causing strain in society

There is no more room for hope
The noose is around our necks
We are getting whipped into place
One foot out of line and we’re gone
The fear coursing through our veins should be replace with anger
Anger towards those who wrong us
The ones who decide what we can and can’t do
The ones who say they’re doing it in the name of God
Well, I hate to break it to you
There is no God,
There is no one coming for us except ourselves

Expectations
Are a funny thing
Some, have seen you work hard, be strong
High expectations
Others, you’ve hurt, shown little effort
Low expectations
In the end both can rip you apart
Especially the expectation inside your heart
Whatever it may be,
Your life can be consumed
With the goal of reaching
An expectation.
Your life,
One huge
Expectation

The light in me is alive!
Nothing will stop me.
Earthquake-erupting-eardrum shattering explosions
Brightening and exciting
Transforming the hues of the skies.
Rage with heat
silent as fire
No element can conquer or counter me
                                    
                                                                                                        
My hatred is unmatched
   
My love is stronger compared
to any living external force

Spirit or in flesh.
Prepare for the worse and arm
yourself with your best!
My frustration in combination with faith of heart
beautifully spreads chaotic balance.
Summoned by the user who exceeds the power of fire users.
Terrifyingly destructive if misused, peacefully and devastatingly
enhances life in all I love.
I can be at peace, with all I have to face.
It will provide blessings to my joys.
Magic is a source to not play with as a toy.