I hate you
You pompous tyrant
A failure of a father figure
Your control is but words
Hollow and lonely just like you
Crawl on your knees
You will bleed
Force fed the medicine you yearn to receive
And I will Rise
You suffer because of him
Character petrified
By the mind leeching media you subscribe
No idea what you are, what you want or what you need
You're shackled and blind
But I will Rise.
Sadness and separation
Are harboured here
Not to your throne, but to my own
Which is freedom from you
How could I forget you
The one who brings me this
The face I wish to smash along with your life
But you hold me down, and push me around
And hold me back, unconsciously attack my mind
Sadness and separation
Are harboured here
Not to your throne, but to my own
Which is freedom from you
At the death this will end
If not you then me
Not anymore will we stand
Stand for this