It's come to this
The final obstacle, the insurmountable mountain
The waves crash on his shores
But it's me who will take on the encores
A sanctuary, so to speak
Self-appointed despoiler of the weak
The crows come in doves lead on by a mystic tongue
Betrayer of the promises to which he clung
And now I'm face to face with this walking disgrace
Cursing the monster I was born to replace
Chorus
Valor, strike this heart twice
Where compassion was not so precise
Show me the faces I've left behind
So I may sing in unison with all their crimes
Seeker of truth
A mind that forgot the meaning of youth
The perfect storm
A puzzling encounter between the bleak and the norm
What an ironic twist of fate
When irony takes a cue from hate
If these scabs keep on bleeding
Then no love in the world will detach me from this feeling
Light will burn once more
When allbodies proclaim new war
Chorus
Valor, strike this heart twice
Where compassion was not so precise
Show me the faces I've left behind
So I may sing in unison with all their crimes
Oh god, won't you sever the nerve
That keeps on spoiling my just deserts
Keep on
The figurants will play along
Stay strong
For this hour's not too long
There's a little boy in every sad story
Without a care in the world and full of glory
Now close your eyes my son, there's nothing to worry
I'm the bad man who will choke you
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