Theres not much for me to say anymore
You closed off my words with that opened door
Left so much undone and a flame slowly burns
Hoping for closure now I know you wont return
There's a myth in the midst of an island long forgotten
A simple fountain that holds treasures long begotten
They told you where to go and they told you lies
They told you a mean to your own demise
Why do you listen to those with no fact or face?
Leaving with no goodbye just a tightly packed case
Like a child on their first trip to the sea-side, growing expectations
To find just a simple trip to the dentist, a demonic revelation
They told you of gold and silver and eternal life
Now they train you for the arena with sharpened knives
Their lies caged you in more than a metaphorical meaning
Blindly following them to a life filled with silent screaming
More sophisticated than the street fights you are associated with
You play with the big boys now, gotta fight just to live
You have a new family now, your precious little gang
Imprinted into your very skin, tattoos and songs the guns sang
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