Symphony
I'm the rat in the maze
in his last dirty days,
choking on the hand that bleeds
I'm the lonely little child
with the creepy smile
who's seen what should never be seen
I'm the one who's blamed,
torn and stained
by the ugly stench of greed
I'm the sideways rain
that holds you together at the seams
I'm the soulless man,
the empty can
that rattles through the streets
I'm the doubt in your mind,
the love you hope to find
as you cry yourself to sleep
I'm the unspoken words,
the dreams you've yearned
but never would confess
The beast of the night,
your heartbeat as you undress
I'm the lines on your palm,
the tattoo on your arm
of a tribe that you've never heard of
I'm 1000 fallen gods
Asgard and Ragnarok
I am Nero as Rome lay burning
I'm the Gaza Strip
a dictatorship
that never will be overthrown
I'm harvest time,
come reap what you have sown
I am life as you know it
I'm the chance when you blow it
I'm the seed of your regret
I'm the necessary evil,
the bones of the medieval knights
that fight like minarets
I'm the end of it all,
the pattern on the wall,
the light that frames your silhouette
I'm the dusk that you meet
set to a string quartet
Copyright © Zhish Kebab | Year Posted 2014
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