I want to be the last heart that will set things right
To feel no more bitterness forever
Lay down my heart
Lay down my throat
So I can breathe the whispers of martyrs
Lay down the bond of my flesh to prove the bond of my word
Spark a new path away
Fill my lungs with the air to express my dislike
To express my disappointment with a world
That has never given me anything to cherish but the temperament of my own anguish
And has denied me all but separation from such warmth
No more bitterness for this world
To feel no more bitterness forever,
I would crawl across the barbs of this world to her embrace
And I would likewise deny the embrace of all others who feign grief for this world
They repulse me
I have grown to hate them and aspire to be what they hate
But in her arms I am sure I could find courage to filter the vile from my own dreams
And cleanse it from this world, for this world
No more bitterness forever
Today I breathe life for the first time