Call me the devil, call me the end
Call me the great destroyer, I've been
A king all along, you've got me wrong
I've kindled my fires alone, now I'm gone
I've been all you don't know, I have shone
Bright, burning, I have my might
You have your yearning, to be right
I have my will to be alive
Call me a killer, call me on my descent
Call me the evil you wage war against, I stand
A greater good known, to soar on my own
To soldier through these broken bones, so I disown
Your derision, your decision to compose
A symphony against me, I have my dreams
You have your yearning, to be free
I have the world I've seized
From the grip of dead words, the slip of a sharpened blade
I have the strength to stay awake
You can keep sleeping, or open your eyes and see me
For who I've always been
The devil that you called me
And the god who taught me
To breathe
The killer you thought me
And a heart that sustains these
Endless beatings
Call me callous, call me indifferent
Call me disastrous to all that I see, I believe
In an end justified by the means
In a death without regret, a life led
Without defeat, so come no one or
Come one and all, I've a thousand weapons at the ready
To defend, offend, dissent, and end
Your force fed hypocrisy.
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