Apollo I: The Writing Writer

In these words that crash my ears I now stomach this in fear With the turn I gathered name as the bastard's son Who by fire I would come Through this wire I might cut Atop this tower of loss and lust I'll gravitate towards you I will, in the now, hate you I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord If my shame spills our worth across this floor Then tonight, goodnight... I'm burning Star IV Only I don't even think of you No I don't wanna think of you anymore Goodnight, tonight, goodbye Goodnight, tonight, goodbye In my presence you might wake Through this fiction I must fake Your death to grace the face of my character With these lessons he might learn That all worlds from here must burn For as God demands in the end we miss If my shame spills our worth across this floor Then tonight, goodnight... I'm burning Star IV Only I don't even think of you No I don't wanna think of you anymore Goodnight, tonight, goodbye Goodnight, tonight, goodbye (Spoken:) There is no room for mistakes, my children For as I have been told....today is the day I die I'm sorry I never played the part as your father, as I should have And from the looks on your faces...it seems that's all you've ever asked of me It is time for you to go into these worlds alone... with all of my love I love you I love you all so very much I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord I don't want to go So come on bitch, why aren't you laughing now? You left me here to fend on my own So cry on bitch, why aren't you laughing now? If my shame spills our worth across this floor Then tonight, goodnight... I'm burning Star IV Only I don't even think of you No I don't wanna think of you anymore Goodnight, tonight, goodbye Goodnight, tonight, goodbye Only I don't even think of you No, girl, I don't wanna think of you anymore Goodnight, tonight, goodbye Goodnight, tonight, goodbye