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In a world full of self-proclaimed Gods
I stand alone, from a servant to a throne
I forged my home the hardest way
With battle scars from the conflicts and the wars
I broke down gates and walls and doors
To make this world my own

I stormed across the land like I'd brought the Rapture
Yet it still escapes me, this feeling that I can't capture
I felt it once before but can't get what I'm after,
In this beautiful disaster that is me

It's been proven, even I have proven I can bleed
But through the apathy of this twisted consciousness
And restlessness, I'll dig down deep and lead
I have an army of hopeful hearts that still believe in me
The arrogance of their innocence weighs heavily on me

I look into your eyes like I am the Rapture
But I don't see the feeling, that I can't capture
I felt it once before but can't get what I'm after
In this beautiful disaster that is me

So will I hold it in my hands
When there is nowhere left to conquer
When there is no one left to own or will I stand alone

I'm searching through my soul like the Holy Rapture
Yet it still escapes me, this feeling that I can't capture
I felt it once before, so long ago
But can't get what I'm after
In this beautiful disaster that is me

In a world full of self proclaimed Gods I stand alone
From a servant to a throne, I forged my home
My way