The Flood

As I crawl to the surface Nothing is what it seems So what is my purpose Just an end to the means And maybe I deserve this Suffering arrows and slings We're all broken and perfect Lost somewhere in the dream I'm falling I'm falling again I'm falling I'm falling again Parasites feed on my entrails I feel as they writhe One hero shall fall As another one may rise Will you heed the call Or sever the ties A rose born of thorns Let it stretch to the skies As I crawl to the surface Nothing is what it seems So what is my purpose Just an end to the means And maybe I deserve this Suffering arrows and slings We're all broken and perfect Lost somewhere in the dream Blood must spill On the ring Give them nothing but violence Frag the weak Hurdle the dead Let the meek inherit the earth Six feet deep Mjolnir smite my enemies