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In these ashes I lay confused, still, and burned I feel my insides screaming and crying, my pain has been earned I distill by my will And I wait inside my cage here I hold in Flesh Manifold Years and years of undying rage I break my place, and stand and face these lies that I've held in For all I am, for best I can Is a soldier fighting my sin So I can live, so I can die, and be who I want to be No one in my way to hold me back, or I set my demon's free So here I am, holding in hand, a weapon unmatched by guns I use my fists, I use my mind, I use anything to get the job done A 2x4, knocking on your door, now you prey save yourself This is the price of your self oppression you constructed your own HELL Now who laughs, now who cries, the last word is said and done No one knows, how far I'll go, to make sure my wars are won --Mike Rosazza |
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