Courage To Suffer
Fire To The Prisons
Heir apparent to rotting soil,
The taste of ash fresh on their tongue,
The cracks of skin, the flow of their blood,
Wastes of their heart pouring into my lungs.
A flicker of fear,
No guards left on watch,
Our rites are made clear,
Let the flames dance in the dusk.
You would not withstand the strain,
Of our lives,
Scars carve paths on our flesh,
And our minds,
Have you the courage to suffer?
Have you the fight?
Our destiny is to transcend,
Your confines.
A flicker of fear,
No guards left on watch,
Our rites are made clear,
Let the flames dance in the dusk.
You will not stand in the way of our joy,
Just because you denied your own,
Poison seeps into your veins, it fuels your hate,
Die in the wastes alone, such a fitting fate.
