The Sound of My Creed
For he who loves death
I pillage, I steal
I command, I follow
Death betrays me
A sin by god
A nemesis of the devil
A sacred song for hope
Is this the sound of my creed
I have become hollow
In this company of hard knocks
A shallow hero
A morbid existence
A fighter with no manifesto
I see a torn map
It has been fixed before
Where is this silent cartographer
A soldier lost in a storm
A pigeon stranded in the wind
An angel trying to find his way home
A philosopher of the universe
A devil child of the Earth
What lie have I become
So loose
So strong
A ferocious beast
A rebel of the underground
A warrior for peace
Undeniably alien to my former
I seek no revenge
I have no regrets
What truth have I become
A wayward sailor
A crime by nature
A tale to tell no soul
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