Flame in the night.

Took the hits, internal shame
thrown punches, broken fingers.

A second wind, its a new day
my dues that I need to pay
no reason to place the blame
nothing changes when we all do the same.

For hates, a cowardly flame.

You can see the fire spread
up close, individual embers
you'll see their fragile nature

don't let the weak make our bed
nightmare, we're blindly led.

In the night
a fires a bright sight
but it's not a guiding light
seduction is how the flame fights.

End is nigh. (part 2)

can't see past the sarcastic lies
turn around open your eyes
and celebrate, our new life

witness the clouds end
reach out your hand
there's a new friend.

Before the world erodes
we got to change, the human code
no more life's sold
upon this peaceful road
and maybe then the end, is slowed.

Listen close, the story's ready to be told.

End is nigh.

Wanna see the height dive
smashed up hive
"pick up the knife"

lets get the end started
stick up a middle finger
to the newly departed.

Watch the space rock implode
dress warm, heavens cold
hell, was all about the gold
the worlds grown to old
dying, covered in mould.

Listen close, the story has already been told

Internal banishment.

Buried deep
self to keep
amnesia creeps
misplaced sleep
mental peak
made weak.

No way back through
nothing to go back to
mind drew something new
forever shall remain, half true

Fast talking throne.

Manipulating words turn evil right
misplaced power, takes away the light
lead the people into the night
to blind their sight, of the mass fight
watch safe from your towering height
no care for the creation of the human blight.

Twisted history, is the story they write.