The Forge

"Bludgeon fate into submission It never ceases to end, the torment of being forced to love those we only pretend

Swords rain, from above
Shreds ripped, souls removed
Steel gleams, blinding me molten lead encases you in the flood

No where to hide with nothing to prove as the ideations form within you
A drop of mercury, rises in my blood
I forge beyond

Higher than heaven and twice as bright stained glass, painted black and white

Flesh drips, Acidic
All love, now a fraud
Dense lead, Infinite
Forged iron of being, I am a god
Bludgeon fate into submission

Bludgeon fate into submission

Higher than heaven and twice as bright. Stained glass, painted black and white

Black and white
Toxicity burns from within, eliminating limitations I swore to help your stay, burying our home within these flames

I forge beyond."