Eyes To Free
Stuck in between
a war and a war.
Another deep inhale
before another roar.
They'll come from the North,
from the South,
and the East,
conveying their message.
Their way as "The Passage".
For certain, they can't say,
but my priest
never called me a beast.
It was you all along,
stuck in my head,
humming your song.
The reason for all of my fear?
The reason that I ran away?
I'm stronger than you;
the strong must obey.
Bathed in my own silence.
I know now who I am
and why I once was,
the one I once was.
The answer, it was given,
outside the classroom's class.
"What if the ghost is still alive
and you're the one that's dead?"
You have spread your stupid lyrics
all over my daily bread.