Did you think that I'd stop?
Fall apart at the first sign of opposition. I'm on a mission. I never understood submission. They threw mountains at me, so I learned how to climb. They threw words at me, so I learned how to ryhme. They tried to bury me with lies but throughout my lifetime, my main struggle has always been to remain genuine.
My inner demons, I slay when I both play and pray. I refuse to say that my path or road of spirituality is the only way. It's not. I fight everyday to keep my ego at bay. How you vie to bastardize the light within me knowing that the love and the light within, I could never betray.
Demon, your spiritual loss is my gain. I remain on the humble as you stumble through your insanity, inspiring chaos and calamity. Intent on the spiritual possession of humanity. Inspiring our inhumanity. While I transmute the profane.
Did you think I'd shatter?
Using the guilt I have built to imprison my spirit. I choose to fill my heart with love, knowledge and power to share it. My chalice overfloweth and has spilt. It continues to spill because in order to give to others, I've placed my chalice on a permanent tilt.
I may or may not be worthy. Worthy of the light which constantly quenches my thirst. But if It is my lot to remain in hell, I'm going to quench the thirst of those around me because others in here, there own hell, are just as thirsty.
Did you think I would surrender?
Not likely. How does forever sound? I'm unrepentant. I will dedicate my souls, to fight the hidden that controls, the freedom promised and foretold. See, when I said I was down, you should've known that I meant it.
Im the type to gladly lay down my life, so someone can live theres. Of the totality and cost of this sacrifice I am fully aware. I swore and I swear, to bring light to dark places, to do battle on a constant basis with evil, with myself and for my brothers and sisters (humanity), I am prepared.
In fact, I'm already there.
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