Enough. (Now we stand with Pride)
The skies are dark and black as lead,
And wind blows loud as horns.
There is this path alone I tread,
Through pricks of glass and thorns.
These silhouettes are all around me,
Their fingers brush past to choke.
Is this the price for my identity..
Which to most is joke?
From my foggy world of closed doors,
A closet of infinite masks,
To a world I thought was free of gore,
A universe of seamless stars.
Alas, thoughts and truth never do collide,
For they are fire and ice
I dreamed too much and I was naive,
I see it through my eyes.
A puppet, on their strings I run,
The thorn to their roses,
"You're a faggot, a fag, a disgust, my hun,"
"You will never fit in our posses."
Their hands reach out around my neck,
They write my doom with ease,
Am I really such a wreck..
An abomination to release?
And then one day they let go,
And I finally can breathe
Just thirty days of this, no more
For to kill me do they seethe.
The timer needs to turn around,
And leave no more time to hide,
Enough, I say, of beating the ground...
It's time to stand with Pride.
- Zela (Devil’s Reincarnate)