Delusion Grandiose

Delusion of Grandeur! I know not Maybe i'm high,maybe not But burnin' in me are now the flames once drenched in mournful tears, neath the timid soul in fear; now ready to shine and surge. I may not be a crowned head commanding no army, no troops fed and if i cry halt ! no war'll stop Muffle my sounds,unhear my plea till, at top of my voice I scream ! I scream ! trembling the land,tearing skies till,deaf asks what i'd to say blind rises and lead the way Delusion of Grandeur? I know not and if i'm high so what! Once the land of tolerance now searing in febrile waves terror, a disease so contagious ailing me and innumerable other And once the frozen veins now boiling in anguish's flame till,no racist termite hollows my pride and no terrorists trample my rights Contuse my body, soul untouched drag me in dirt,esteem unhurt 'cause now i shine, i surge! Even if countless candles to light for all wronged graves I'll fight ! I'll fight! until, twisted minds putrefy Delusion of Grandeur? No not Am i high? Think not Burning in me are now, the wisdom's flame once drenched in mournful tears neath the timid soul in fear But here i shine! Here i surge!