To destroy, to reject, all the dead and all the lifeless things, that hide in the darkness, that consume the light from our eyes, with hope ...
To destroy, to reject, all the dead and all the lifeless things, that hide in the darkness, that consume the light from our eyes, with hope and fearlessness we rise, and stand to fightback, the dead until we die. For tonight. We're going to be alright. For tonight. When there is nothing left alive. The time has come. It's come again to face our fears and know that we can win. keeping hope alive, as our spirits rise to the meaning, of a better life tonight. For tonight. We're going to be alright. For tonight. When there is nothing left alive. To destroy, to destroy the pillars of our hopelessness. This catatonic bliss. Stand up. Fight back. Until we die, tonight. When there is nothing left alive. For tonight. For tonight. It's going to be alright. For tonight. I sit, I wait, the gnawing teeth bleed me dry and the pain overtakes me. My passion for strength is a distant cry as I remember the coordination, and strength those beasts possess, like a dance, I become an animal. Every waking moment brings me more pain as the teeth bite, and tear, but I am nothing like them because I am no beast, at least, not as they are. The cold shivers down my spine as my breath fogs my sight, as the bruising on my skin hardens my soul, with every bump, and every pain I feel. But I am not weak, and we are not weak. Less
