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 its way inside What have you done? Will hate abide? Where is my death invitation? Elation? Dead winds swirling beneath these prayers on high I'd give my life for a taste of, taste of What lies beyond the dead place now Live Earth rising beneath these hands untied I leave my life for the void! (Never one of them, I am not free..) I am not free! Survive! I will survive! Glass ceilings above drop rage upon them (raging upon them) Stone cold fists and a memory running on the blunt end of a blade The blood that is spilled shall start my serenade, to you I will survive I will survive Survive!