• i have this feeling that everytime i turn around someones there
    scratching an tearing at the inside of my tears
    begging for them to come out for the world to see
    im a man of myth and prophecy
    so when it brings me to the egde of life, i will never fall
    they beat and scold me, waiting for me to drop the ball
    tension builds as the ones you love come at me with force enough to break through steel
    but i am a man of legend, so the toughness in my corozon wont easily be killed
    i sit back and watch the world crumble in my hands
    while still hell calls begging to see that man
    the man who never cared about the feelings of others
    mother, sisers, fathers, even grandmothers
    life takes serious turns and beats down on my life
    i fight, they strike, and still i keep the light
    in my back pocket, in case one day i really need the faith
    like waiting for the sun to shine after a rainy day
    and still when the sun grows bright, my heart reacts with darkness
    theres no way to part this
    feeling of killing, cuz everybody seems heartless
    the devil laughs, but he never smiles
    my pain deepens from my decision, growing past the marker mile
    for awhile i sit back and stare
    watch the damned grow deceased, pulling out there hair
    screamiing at the demons inside, letting them win the battle
    hell awaits ur blinded soul, forced down with shackles
    screamin vengeance, blood, ,mercy to the others like you
    watchin ur self in false truth
    me on the other hand i excute violence
    aand ill keep doing it until the world grows silent
    at the highest peak of the destruction i'll finally look down
    and face my destiny with the peak of a smile