Life

Woke up in the morning
And didn't take long to realize
This guy who won't die lies
In the bed of nails it's so dark
Spark a light tho procreate might
Become a champion
Can't put out my light no matter
How hard you try this guy won't die
How many times do I have to say it
Just like a testament the rest of it
Heads south again like a little bitch
Cowards await beyond bloody hills
Supernatural feelings meaning feed this
Preying fists destroy the weakened bliss
Natural consequence in the near
Mutual peasants stuck in a new era
Destruction ahead calls you to look back
But only to find natural bloodbath
So here is the end of my story
The only prevailing god to see
Listen to the words I preech and each
Tomb which holds the souls will know
Standing tall and eager to be righteous
Paints the way for what I shall see
What I shall be is whatever I see
In the end you can't pretend to see
Unless you let go of what's trying to be
Holding you down