The Withholder

Calling out the cowards living behind their masks
Blinded by their own selfish embrace, throwing stones in a house of glass
Fighting for nothing, with hollow intentions
Dig deeper in their closed minded beliefs when they're faced with opposing opinions
There is no refuge, safe spaces do not exist
We'll cling to the shadows or swing from the gallows claiming we know facts when its all just a myth

Overwhelmed by the moment we're caught in
I know we're getting weak but we can't let it show
How many times have we been fed bitter lies
Sugared with promises of better lives

All hope for the days of old have been abandoned
Too long have the days of shadow controlled every aspect of our lives
Consumed by the will to survive, but still afraid of the world we've created
Constantly under watchful eyes
Selfishness has fallen upon all of us, the trials and tribulations of a dark world
Trained to play the part of mindless pawns

Overwhelmed by the moment we're caught in
I know we're getting weak but we can't let it show
How many times have we been fed bitter lies
Sugared with promises of better lives

I've heard whispers of battle, plans to storm the gate and overtake the keep
No more wasting our days in shadow prisoner to a heartless king
I've heard whispers of battle, torches burning bright, filling up the sreets
No more wasting our days in shadow prisoner to a heartless king