Saturday, February 25, 2012

The Son Is Born

The dawning of a new day
I feel reborn
I feel alive
This time I'm here to stay

You closed the curtain
Wrote me off
Now you see
That you were wrong

Eat your words
Enjoy the taste
I'm here to lay
Your hopes to waste

You died to see me fail
So by now you should be dead
Indeed I fell before
Run that through your little head

When I fell
I thought of you
And your condescending laugh

I used your insults
For my fuel
The fuel that drove me back

I am alive
I am reborn
I weathered all the heavy scorn

The take away
There's only one
Payback is a bastard
And I am your bastard son

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