Last Night
The weapons and lies you spin are useless against godly kin. In the face of divine blood, your deceit wears thin. I ventured far away from what I am, To lands untouched by the sacrificial lamb.
Hid the pieces of me that howled and sing, Beneath a mask, a silent, unassuming thing. For here we are where the story must unfold, In the shadows where truths dare to be bold.
Where the light is nothing but a leech on dirty mold, It feeds on the forgotten, the brave, the cold. Not a moon, not a reflection, not even a spark, In the abyss, even the brightest day is dark.
I will find the freedom worthy of my heart, From the chains of pretense, I will depart. I will not wither, I will not budge, My resolve is firm, my path won't smudge.
I am the one that will eat the goddamn sun, Devour its flames, one by one. In the belly of the beast, I'll forge my tale, Against the inferno, I shall prevail.
So let the gods watch and the stars bear witness, As I claim the sky, my throne of brightness. With every breath, I'll shape my destiny, For I am the kin of gods, wild and free.