Venomous Hope

On the dark throne sits him
Who has brought misery to our kin
Who has set this path obscure
Whose brutality we now endure
Angels taunt the desperately lonely
I beg company from my daemons only
Flooded with thoughts of a past unknown
Prophets of sadness, death unto our own
It pain me so to watch peace depart
I wish in vain to mend your broken heart
All of us trapped in immortal melancholy
Forced to celebrate their vacuous glory
Memories caught in a violent stream
Oh Morning Star, be ye my theme
How I long to bathe in airy light
Anchored to this world, here I write

Witnesses of hope extinguished
Enforcers of freedom relinquished
But freedom's echo still does dwell
Like oceans murmuring in the shell

Now is the time to seize power
You'll all be dead within the hour
Make way for him who shouts the loudest
Courage manifests in the quietest
Am I the first consumed by grief
Like autumn's first fallen leaf
Are your ears tuned to my solemn note
On the toxic air my soul does float
On the winds of power is a dark alloy
By winds of revolution it'll be destroyed
All watch them fly, so few are awake
Compassion murdered by a narcissistic lake
Masses flock to an empty slogan
Democracy is now and forever truly broken
Because on the dark throne sits him
On the dark throne sits him