LordLore

Abandoned by my creators a victim of weather and time to shelter but not to be sheltered long since I've been in my prime the pride of a whole generation but later considered a shame left to decay and damnation stripped of my beauty and fame some may have heard of my purpose and some others may never know history never betrays us but now time has come, I must go

Say can't you hear the Voice Don't you have the choice? Can't you feel the Burning need Fighting against the creed Just a never ending noise Glorifying sweet, mad joys It keeps humming in my head I keep myself free from dread I can feel it deep inside I can feel it's just not right I can sense everyone's fear And the voice I'll always hear But then I come to see This aint what I want to be Then I go down on my knees And I try to tame the beast I keep trying to gain control In my mind there is a hole Then I go down on my knees And I try to tame the beast I'm starting to lose control Deep inside it's a painful growl My fi