I'm alone. I'm cold. I'm lonely.
I'm alive. I'm brave. I'm fair.
I'm weak. I'm dead. I'm broken.
I'm breathing. I'm awake. I'm aware.
No need to be so cruel.
No need to be so mean.
Just please be more poetic.
This is the worst I've ever seen.
Please give this world some meaning.
Maybe a metaphor.
It's all filled with legions.
They are becoming more.
I am legion, for we are many.
I am a sinner, for we are empty.
I carry blades, and I still fear.
The work of Satan coming near.
You say he's just a santa clause.
Hiding in the false of laws.
I say he is a demon.
Hiding where you can still see him.
I feel, the demon, around my neck.
I feel, the fate hanging in the air.
I fear it all being a wreck.
I hear the words BEWARE!
your faith is strong, but your god is weak.
I see you need help, you can barely speak.
save the sinners, of who I am the worst.
save the spirit, from demon's work.
I AM LEGION FOR WE ARE MANY!