This Way Now

A damaged one-trick pony

Whose trick is known too well,

Descending, still defending

A self-curated hell.

Even in retreat,

You're butchering words again.

It's this way now.

Even in defeat,

You're sharpening knives again.

It's this way now.

You try to be what you used to be

And that way trouble lies.

You want to see what you used to see,

Your empire's bloody rise.

Even in retreat,

You're shattering worlds again.

It's this way now.

Even in defeat,

You're sharpening knives again.

It's this way now.