Spire

In the accolades I rub my spirit raw In every crack regalia fester (golden scars to testify) A rolling gait Through plebs impassions one and all To subjugate and turn to power designs (battering minds) I feel encouraged by the threat That overhangs my rage Spurs me on to pierce the veil (regain the strides that drowned inside) Getting closer the source of an honor I believe that this is where the ire began Higher higher Cast into more than being Dire words Lashing me on Lawless, piercing through the echoing avarice Riding on the blackened waves forlon (Reflecting waves like broken shards) Introspective, anchored, malevolent Bleak resolve, all bets are open! Higher higher Cast into more than being Dire words Lashing up harrowing fiends Higher higher On the teeth of a raging sea Then immersed In the flash of a still forming spire (Loss) I've repaired this enclosure Mourned the loss of a notion For days and years (Years so low) Low was that world (world without will) Will all this silence be broken while (We live) (Ever long) I've repaired this enclosure (Wrath of the ocean) Battled the wrath of this ocean Around our isle Proud astride the grime-tressed mare I interjected And called the hordes to me All the while lacking the skill to lead Thus vexed I laid my scorn On bleating masses Swung the workhorse of despair Took the gallop towards the precipice (Loss) I've repaired this enclosure Mourned the loss of a notion for days and years (So low) Low was that world (world without still) Will rose higher devotion found (We lived) (Ever long) I've repaired this enclosure (Wrath of the ocean) And seen the wrath Of this ocean reform our fears (Downcast) Cast into more (more than mere will) Will all these shards remain broken still? (Lashing me on) On - Forlorn blackened waves On - Lashing me on On - Forlorn blackened waves On - Lashing me onto the spire