In a world where history is what they make of it 

I write through the struggle to find footing against the bones of the ancient

If there was a book where destiny would read and lie

Would you take a peak inside

The only answer to the boiling question within

What am I to become, what of my cause

 Will I succeed in the unseen quest

Or will I fall among the titans of those before

Trapped within the circumstance of this day and age

lanced with insecurity and thoughts within my crown 

And honey you should see me in a crown

I lead a rise dressed in red 

waiting for the key to strike 

upon societal's unsuspecting brow with delight

 A revolution is stirring and brewing within the darkest of corners 

long left forgotten and vigilant for a spark to crawl out the ruins

those of us who know there needs to be change

and not the change that's thrown about as if it were a kind word

But we see now in this day there is a war showing on the horizon 

A bitter rebellion on being the told, the herd, the weakened and decided for

Taking action with a gulp in our throats

We take hold of the ground linked to our weights and now there is no stopping what is to come

For in this moment we have reached for glory

Taking the leap into an unforeseeable future  

Into the barren land of the unknown 

Postivity and hostility hand in hand 

For there is no way we can lose 

Godspeed and blazing sword in hand 

Off into the holy battle of sects

At the end of the day when the sky grows cold 

what do we have to show? 

We know and I guess that's all that ever really mattered.