My eyes have seen the fury... My eyes have seen the anguish...
Of fallen dreams, lovers scorned... Of flailing hands, and fading cries...
My eyes have seen the hunger, My eyes have seen the passion,
Of starving minds, and fallen mourned. Of loving touch, and needless lies.
My eyes have been the portals... My eyes have been the portals...
Through which the strong try to see, Through which the weak try to see,
Only to be pulled back to, A hope for a better tomorrow,
Reality. In me.
My mouth has been a passage, My mouth has been the trumpet,
Through which no comfort leaks... Through which the battle starts...
The pain and hate of thousands, A voice that must be calling,
Through me it speaks… To others hearts...
This tingeing of madness… This need for the battle…
Is it just a defect in me? Is it just a defect in me?
From Salthazar's mission? From Dumbledore's vision?
Or my own muddied blood? My parents burning blood?
This burning desire, This urgent desire,
To feed up the fire, To put out the fire,
To wash away the mud… To wash away the mud…
…to clean the stain… …to clean the stain…
…I wanted power… …I wanted vengeance…
And to have a sense of pride… And for this war to cease…
And I wanted things that have no value to me now, These still hold value with me now,
And I think, And I think,
More than anything, More than anything,
I wanted others by my side…. I want others to keep the peace…
Others with vision, Others with vision,
To fuel the spark, To fuel the spark,
To carry the torches, To carry the torches,
Light up the dark, Light up the dark,
To show the world what I could already see, To show what I could see,
I wanted to know others… I wanted to stand with others…
That there were others like me… With the others like me…
I have changed the world… I have changed the world…
Because I've always known, Because I've always known,
That deep in my nature, That deep in my spirit,
Despite the corruption, Despite the pain that's grown,
I am not... I am not...
Alone. Alone.