I wanted to try something different. ^^
Stand tall,
Stand my ground,
Stay put,
Not to back down.
The sun on high is my alibi,
For all of my crimes.
As long as it's there,
No one can touch me here,
In the land of the Bloody Sun.
Strike the match,
Burn the world.
Sharpen the blades,
And slash the wounds.
Let the sunlight burn blood red,
Over me and all that I personify,
Over the land of the Bloody Sun.
Nothing quite like fighting a war,
With your own self.
Blood spilling and soaking the lands of others,
while mine remains untouched.
Sinister smirk of the burning star,
Stretches farther with every scream.
For everyone knows that anything goes,
In the land of the Bloody Sun.
Strike the match,
Burn the world.
Sharpen the blades,
And slash the wounds.
Let the sunlight burn blood red,
Over me and all that I personify,
Over the land of the Bloody Sun.
Even know as I stand here before you,
Untouchable for my wrongs,
The pain dings at me.
Images of my family's eye,
With fear and terror directed at me,
Tear at me from within.
The burning pain causes the fire,
That ignites the sun,
And engulfs my mind.
I am not as bad as you see,
For it is pain not madness,
That has taken me.
Strike the match,
Burn the world.
Sharpen the blades,
And slash the wounds.
Let the sunlight burn blood red,
Over me and all that I personify,
Over the land of the Bloody Sun.
