forever aint long enough to break your will
youre over the mountain but under the hill
buried in a living grave
you still wont tell me if youve been saved
One day soon I'll read your story
if you lost your mind for a bit of glory
memories of a day so gory
youll laugh until your eyes are hoary
talent rushing through your veins
written love of power arcane
painted moon hangs in black
you claim against you odds are stacked
youre my champion, youre my friend
until the bloody, bitter end
when I'm free I'll reminisce
of a life I'll never miss
a man who lives in ambiguity
a man unmatched in creative acuity
a man who teases strings with phlanges
a man whose name is beautiful in kanji
youve got a crooked, winners smile
parlaying lies all the while
your dreams of staying here beguiles
the one who wishes to steal your style.