Look into the glass and tell me what you see.
Is there a brother, teacher, father, hero or am I nobody?
Give the truth without pause for concern.
Being blunt should not bring forth a burn.
For if honesty can not be spoke then what is the point?
Done it for you now I ask you pay me the same courtesy.
Though do not look to your allies who surround;
They are not here to take your silent command.
So speak your truths and let them be known.
Otherwise why did we ever build this grand house and home?
Withered down to shreds of splinters.
Life is cold through these long harsh winters.
But we will inhale,
Stand and prevail!
Cheating sack of rotting lie-filled grinning meat.
That was the utterance that I did dare to speak.
Not an ounce of care but now you wish to beg.
You are a monster who refuses to pause once fed.
Incessant wish to twist and be made a king.
This house and home of which you speak is but a false dream.
Withered down to shreds of splinters.
Life is cold through these long harsh winters.
But we will inhale,
Stand and prevail!
Putrid and wrapped in flesh.
Languish upon all of this.
Halt the progress of a people.
All to chase a falling steeple.
Harbour grudge and fuel a fued.
You are but the contorted member of a brood.
So spit the sinew from your teeth.
Wring your hands for a week.
Knee deep in gore and smiling wide.
You only lust for pride.
Brother, teacher, father, hero; you are not.
What you are best labelled as is a tyrannical dot.
Withered down to shreds of splinters.
Life is cold through these long harsh winters.
But we will inhale,
Stand against you and prevail!