Devil's First Born SonMature

They've come for me.
A knock on the door.
I broke my key.
But I can’t run anymore.

Leave me where I am.
You've got to go and hide.
I’ll face this like a man.
Please just leave me behind. 

I ran,
Away from who I am.
I stand,
With balled and ready hands.
I can’t,
Outrun what I've become.
I am,
A devil’s first born son.

Open my cage and let them out.
Break my ribs to make it easy.
Ignore my piercing pain-made shout.
And turn off the lights, so you can’t see me. (like this)

I ripped my heart to pieces.
To face these inner crimes.
The scars that I’ll be leaving,
Will only grow worse with time.

I ran,
Away from who I am.
I stand,
With balled and ready hands.
I can’t,
Outrun what I've become.
I am,
A devil’s first born son.

I can see myself before me,
Seven years old, with scathing eyes.
Disappointed by the futility,
Of the way I choose to cry.

A dagger in the crack where the rib was broken,
A dagger in the back of me.
The bastard left a crack where the words were spoken,
The bastard attacked the light in me.
I don’t want to quit while’ the quitting’s good.
I don’t want to give the satisfaction.
I find myself failing when he thinks I should.
I find myself giving him expected reactions.
My hand finds the dagger on the blood soaked ground,
My fist pounds deep into his chest.
I feel bones snap and I sing with the sound,
I leave the dagger in the rest. (What's left?)

I've come for me.
A knock on your door.
I broke my key.
But I can’t run anymore.

Leave me where I am.
You've got to go and hide.
I’ll face me like a man.
Please just leave me behind. 

I ran,
Away from who I am.
I stand,
With balled and ready hands.
I can’t,
Outrun what I've become.
I am,
A devil’s first born son.

DON’T LEAVE ME WHERE I AM.
TAKE ME WHERE YOU HIDE!
I NEED YOUR GUIDING HAND!
PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME BEHIND!

OH GOD I'VE COME FOR ME!
I’M KNOCKING ON THE DOOR!
I BROKE MY FUCKING KEY!
But I can’t fight anymore…


If death is the end of the road.
You’ll find me there in my car.
If you've passed the river,
Then you've gone too far.

The End

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