Rise of the Phoenix

The metamorphosis of

this truth is corrupt

Words travel like

the flaps of butterfly.

In the unkown

they never stay.

Those trusted

at my side;

stabbed by them and

the stabbing doesn't

kill the pain

BETRAYAL!

A place where they

stick to their blades.

Where the misfortunate

fall to the flies that

infest the hearts

of the brave

There is no nest egg here.

There is no nest egg here.

There is no nest egg here.

ESCAPE AVOID

that screams inside of me.

The torture of my betrayal

--- I dripped in decay.

Nothing more then

skull and bones.

My flesh melts away.

All my hope and dreams

seemed to of had

vanished away.

I lost my heart in the dark, disarmed

feeling to dead to find

what matters to me.

Battered and beaten down.

Desperate and in solace.

DESTRUCTION! is what came to me.

STABBED! when I turned around.

I have a power they can never have

I have a power they can never have.

I have a power they can never have.

So I rise from this carcass with

a fire that never dies.

With the strength of the dead

I consume my enemies.

A storm in the horizon.

Copyright 2011 Quinones