Our lives have become, twisted,
Tormented; all is dark.
A bare bone weakness drawing blanks,
Our strength draws weaker through the ranks,
Pushing back thrusts of utter fear,
Brace yourself for what is near,
Shadows gazing, your reflection doesn’t lie to you,
Prove yourself, amend yourself, bar the gates,
Close your eyes, they lead an attack on your mind,
They lead an army, and we can’t hide,
And they breached our souls,
And they seized our minds,
We’re struggling to keep, what’s rightfully ours,
How can ones fate, be written with but a stroke?
A twist of the hand, the path is all but set,
Pacing ourselves for what is left to come,
Bring this reign upon us, and break our faith.
Break our faith.
Bend my will.
I will not ask you,
To save me from this mess,
This task is not yours.
Let me find my way.
Screaming for someone to break me free,
Nobody hears my screams,
My yell of disbelief
I cannot faulter,
I will no longer hide,
We will defend ourselves,
Tear down your routine walls,
Erase the mask you hide behind,
Identified as a coward,
Named a disbeliever.
I’ll leave you for the pigs.
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