the flame burnt inside

I looked into the mirror 
and the truth stared back
it told me I was sold a lie
with all the words society was feed

a contradiction to the truth

bound by the psychological chains of control
I watched as paradise burned 
and the seeds of dissent grew
freedoms flame inside was born 

 a darken plague had besieged us

a caged man only sees darkness
and I wanted to bring light back to the dark
to blind the pyramid's eye
to end this living nightmare
 
in my thinking I was not alone

so together we  all stood
because for way too long 
we mindlessly stared into the abyss
and the abyss just stared back

minds freedom had flown away on a buzzards wing

so as one we rose to answer the call
"united we stand, divided we fall" we would chant
as we marched onwards to watch 
the eyes kingdom crumble  and fall

we smelt the vengeance in the air

so we stormed the eyes palace on high 
with its walls of shiny gold 
 it floors of marble bold
and saw the irony of the eyes call

the contradiction soured my stomachs waste

we fought for what was right
and fought to live in paradise once more
 and when man has nothing to risk
then man has nothing to loose

the gain is the greater then the pain

our makeshift weapons 
seemed no match to their technology 
but the might of a broken soul
strengthens the warriors heart that beat within 

no  surrender from the brave and bold

the battle raged and seem to have no end
and blood flowed from the veins of both 
but the stronger the warriors hearts beat
their resolve grew a mightier might

 we could see the eye`s crowns falling

on their knees they did kneel
and we saw their vulnerability
 as their tears flowed like the blood
that dripped from their naked hands

they saw day became a starless night 

for many of us saw the angels bell
now they live on as gods and martyrs
in this world we fought to reclaim
a land that now burns with freedoms flame

now the ones who feed at the feast
            will feast no more
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