despair
oh it fills the air
hanging heavily through the room
paving the way to our doom
.
a drum beats
just like our heart keeps
going on and on
and we march til dawn
.
our days
they are filled with numbered rays
sun from stolen time
as we convince ourselves we're fine
.
see, there's an echo of
hopelessness, raining down from above
and there's a pounding in my head
that doesn't cease, even as i see red
.
this utter desperation
which seems to sweep our nation
could it be brought on
by war and us little pawns?
.
i think
that this is
where i
let go
.
don't want to fight no more
just want to be numb
demigods grow up with such a heavy weight on their shoulders.