The Scourge

As I sit with eyes heavy, omens clear

Face down in seclusion

The evils steer

What drives the stake within my heart

This man, he fell apart

Now that the entrance is open wide

This black all around makes it's way inside

What have you done? Will hate abide?

Where is my death invitation? Elation?

Dead wind swirling beneath these prayers I hide

I'd give my life for a taste of, taste of

What lies beyond in that place now

Live Earth rising beneath these hands untied

I'd leave my life on the line

Never one of them

I am not free!

Survive! I will survive!

Glass ceilings above drop rage upon them (raging upon them)

Stone cold fist and a memory

Running on the blunt end of a blade

The blood that it spilled shall start my serenade to you

I will survive,

I will survive,

Survive!