In the end we all ask ourselves the same thing We ask why Why do we lead such painful lives? Why do we attempt to overcome it all? The worlds grave is full of unaccepting souls Forever wandering through the limbo known as death All begging for an answer All gazed upon from a single point of view A point of ease and content We are neither coerced to move towards nor Stray from it We must create our own footpath Further advancing our weakened frail minds Towards exemption of affliction What waits for us is nothing more Than a pipe dream to the living What waits for us is nothing more Than a pipe dream to the living A pipe dream to the living It is a past we once forgot A well earned terminus for the infinitely lost A confident, aspiration, achievement It is proof that we don't live for a grievous end It is what carries the flame for our society Sun Singer My hands are bound by the tendrils of corruption This darkness begins to feed upon my psyche Descending deeper into the serpents snare This fight will be my last The blood of all our brothers utilized to make us stronger We must evolve beyond our ultimate forms Vultures encircle The oppressor see our true selves Cowering in agony Getting their heads caved in Lay all your insecurities to rest We are capable of anything That we put our minds to We are elite You cannot hold us back