I start up once again, I begin to spread
I eat up the world and leave many dead
It’s said that the flame which once warmed
Took it’s own form and raged against the storm

Fought fate with a fatal wound
Fortune foretold, self-marooned

Let him die, let him fry, set him ablaze
Then put him aside,

Let me burn, for my stomach turns
And I can take no more, I yearn
To die, for it is what I’ve earned
And yet the world watches, it watches
As if my arm would gain notches, and yet
I sit still, stare into the beast’s eyes
My forehead wet, I sit, I sweat and fret
For this beast comes in the guise
Of a man, he who cries for all who die
At the hands of those who try to fly
To soar in the sky and glide above this paradise,
Those who believe themselves wise
Who plan and devise our demise
Those who look to me, they look to me
And they despise what they see.

Me! I shall stand, albeit weakly
I shall drudge, I trudge
Take the pain, take the hate weekly

I sought to change what people saw

This isn’t power, this isn’t change
This is something different and strange
It’s me for what I stand for, an exchange
They take my past, they take my soul
And rearrange it and interchange it
I cry out, because I’m deranged and
I cry out, because I’m insane
I cry out, because I’m in pain
I’m in chains and I try in vain
To rid myself of this bane
To maintain my moral vane

Let me not fall through the ground
And land upon myself, tethered and bound
For I lead a new world to bring to light
We stand at the ready to fight
We know what we do is right
And so we step up to incredible height

Suddenly I’m alone, suddenly I’m bone
Lacking in subsistence, thrown off my throne
Shown a new tone, the world knocks me back
And I am disowned
Discarded
Trashed and unwanted
Thrashed and taunted
Bashed and haunted
By the echos of trumpets
Which sounded my victory
My ghost walks triumphant
But the truth was contradictory
For there was but a single shot and I fell
I now writhe, for I burn in hell
I cry out for I can never tell her

I stand here, upon this hill, depressed
The wind blows and I look to the west
The sun sets, and just as it lay
I follow it and walk away