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The Red Head Warrior

How do you hide behind hatred and death
succumb to the world where you took your first breath.
How can you smile when the world has gone wrong,
And how can you be ignorant for so long?

Sometimes I wonder if it was your dreams
to kill and to fight
to wage war and hear screams
but there in your eyes where the fires still burn
I see the reason why you took this turn

So fires will rage as your hatred burns on
Let them singe and dance
as your heart sings it's last song
in ashes and blood, where reborn was your strength
forever you killed
because home was in death

I thought you were a monster,
I thought I could stay away
But that fight you hold against me
is the chaos that you crave
And even when they refuse to see
the human that you are
it will never matter, while you're burdened by your scar.

So let inferno burn away
let anger and flames spread
let every last strand of love
be broken when they're dead.
And when you have sought out revenge
and the world is gone
let your spirit crumble, flicker and fade
without a purpose, till it's gone.

And when the fields, red with blood
are blood-drenched once again
Know every single body
was one potential friend
That anger is a loner's walk
a path with sealed fates
and with your diamond sword and blade
let hurt and darkness stay your traits.

How do you smile, grinning thief,
when war is where you waltz
dripping scarlet from your maw,
rubbing wounds with forgotten salts
How can you stand in such a mess and act like all's not lost
just because you have one song left to sing
and just one last skull left to crush.

L~



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