This is the last time...

[Joe Stanziola]

You wore your crown of thorns and you called it your reason
Your burden, is hurting, and I only have one question, dear demon
Will you ever be happy? If you can't have it now, if you have to use fear
to get whats dear... if your worry is the only thing that to you, comes clear
You want to learn to fly?! you want to make it out of hell, demon?!
You lived your life in a well! That's the definition of you! Your meaning!!
Your fire has yearned & burned out, and now your scared of what you've done
Scared that one day, someway, your fire will end and you will no longer become
What lingers in your head is every lifetime and dream, that hangs above your sky
Just out of reach, you look into everyone eyes to see it, then ask yourself why
They turn away when you ask them to tell you meaning of life!
You can't see the stars with your own eyes, so you ask them for sight
For you, for truth, for every hell you've ever lived!
You wanted to complete, but this isn't it...

This is cold, this is the opposite of bold, this is what grows
in those who reach for the sun and only hold onto the snow
My demon, my meaning, my reason for believing..
My past, at last, this is my time, I've been defeating!
And we use it all till we are gone, without a song or a wrong
Just a bright light to and a sharp right and we all carry on
This demon.. This is the last time we speak
Without putting both arms up and a knife called belief!
In myself! I created you, I loved you and hated you
I made the world small so I could dissipate it through
You.. but there's a point I've never reached, a mountain left to climb
A road that burns inside that sparks all that is mine

I love you, therefor I leave you
I must leave when I no longer need you

Dear demon, you've crept in my soul, hoping I'd let go
Hoping I'd join you, in a small room called "whole"
but there's no one there, but this I share!
That your pain, I feel it too! and I care
Where you go, because I will carry you inside
But just like time we change, swallow your pride

All you want is happiness, so you bought it and called it fear
Demon, now is the time you open your ears to hear
This is the last time I call you demon, to me it's clear
Life is to be taking for what it is, potential & full... in that, you disappear.

Super hero