Hold
the Ground
I
will rise in resistance.
Sing
the oath of rebellion. I head straight, head to toe in vanity.
When
the eyes of the abyss stare back at me, I am reminded not to let
those scares define me. They are a weakness that keeps me from
craving my path to victory.
Doubt
is crying out but, I refuse to let it keep me from my victory. I am
willing to fight till there is nothing left.
I
will wage war!
Raise
my shield to my opponents and hold my ground, but I am defenseless
and I am helpless if they get beneath my feet.
I
turn from the mirror my desperate plea, I refuse and can't believe
those signs are from me.
Just
one more breath, my ravaged voice will try and reach, but my words
are never heard when it counts.
I
try and survive by putting my faith in instinct, now I only regret
what have I done.
I
say rise and help, it's as they say war is merciless. As they come
with more over the horizon, please know I never had a choice, I leave
for my life.
Come
on, one more breath let my ravaged voice will my final words never be
heard when they fell at your count.
Now
I regret everything I have done. I say crier, liar, I wage war! I
remember why I fight. Why I cry out in pain.
So,
these final words will reach them. So, I must not fall even with just
shield, and weaponless.
So,
please one more breath and cry out why I am here fighting.
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