This Is Our End
I am the wakeful, however waiting.
My hearts strings you pull, leave us hating.
As the world burns, I sing my first love song.
As the tide turns, I prove you wrong.
We are your projects, nothing more.
As your lie erects, you leave us sore.
Nothing can stop us now, as we learn what is true.
I cannot help but bow, as I learned what you intended to do.
What could I say, as I feel your sorrow?
You called in sick today, how about tomorrow?
What new horrors will today bring, all about me?
As our shadows grow wings, I can finally see.
When I slept, I saw your mocking face.
We solemnly wept, for our scars cannot erase.
We hear the tune, of our dying heart.
Will death accept us soon, for you're tearing us apart.
Along the way, I saw your beautiful lies.
You will not pay, for you control our cries.
Our life is one big dark hole, how did I end up here?
You consumed my soul, as I fell our tear.
Your sorrowful touch, ended our fall.
Have you heard as such, our lives a miserable call.
I saw a star, held in my hand.
Could we go far, if we took our stand?
Am I anything, in your decietful plan.
The joy you used to bring, to the wishful man.
Our unnamed song, we sing in unison.
Our fate so wrong, how could we even run?
Kiss my eyes, and let me go.
Your endless lies, will never slow.
This is our way, this is our end.
God called in sick today, time for our end...
Copyright © Steven McMorrow | Year Posted 2009