The Battle

Describe me with verbal declarations

Labeling me by all my past demons

It is the future I fight not a reputation battle

I'll walk alone every night right past your good intentions

I dare you, bring back the gallows

Its alright, for me no one will bathe in sorrow

I've got words, but I'm no messenger

Like Jesus Christ I saw this afar off coming

When its all taken away

Stair into the crystal ball of your own mind

Who or what is worth walking blindly for

Starve the children pay off a bit more debt

I ask you to come out of hiding and dream with me

The damage we're causing its not worth this

The price we pay for comfortability

With my death your mind relapses

Comfort found in hollow reputation based acceptance

I gave up that mentality for a vision of earth

You say there is no greater purpose

But inside you desired this dream every day

Until one day you moved on, as they say 'grew up'

When its all taken away

Stair into the crystal ball of your own mind

Who or what is worth walking blindly for

Starve the children pay off a bit more debt

I ask you to come out of hiding and dream with me

The damage we're causing its not worth this

The price we pay for comfortability

Bring back hope of a furnished condo in a high rise

View a tragic city even death himself wouldn't compromise

Let them believe in their good intentions

They'll stand before the gates of hell soon enough

Its like finding out your destiny is linked to a horrible last breath

That wakes you up to something beyond yourself(ish) justifications