Now I stand here, waiting
Dark thoughts moving
To and fro, destroying, creating
Why must I feel?
Now, in the summer of my own discontent
I pray for my demons
To sleep and relent
You spoke the words they wanted to hear
I bid thee leave, come nowhere near
All this havoc, this damage wrought
Was our sacrifice for naught?
Injustice rears his ugly head
I beg to take your place
Let me be the lamb instead
These things I know, these things I see
I haven't changed, but I know I'm not me
No longer of iron
No longer of steel
I dread these dreams I know are real
I'm given a gift, the gift of rage
But I'm no prophet and I'm no sage
These moments of greatness
Our moments of pain
Was it worth it, all to stop this?
You offered shelter from the cold rain
I've seen my shadow and my angel flicker
And I've watched the devils come and whisper
Nothing to see, nothing to say
I can't stop her from going away
Why must I feel?
Humanity's a curse
And the vessel of fools
I look back upon this
And my rusted tools
No longer seem fitting, and in their disrepair
I'm no longer able to seek her there
So on I've waited my whole lifetime
Is feeling a weakness, is loving a crime?
Before I forever leave your light
I bid you all farewell and goodnight
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