Can HE ever learn, to see beyond the crowd,
Somethings are worth the effort, while others make you awkward,
The crowd is always watching, in need of entertainment,
So here HE stands before the crowd, the heart begins to race,
The glory keeps on calling, you can't afford to waste,
So WE say, take a seat and reason,
Everything happens for a reason,
And do you care if their faces carry a meaning,
When all you SEE is the MOMENT,
So what can stand, between you and your glory,
So HE smiles and looks towards HIS duty,
But still WE see weakness in HIS body,
So WE give him a SWORD,
For HE will never move forward,
Until HE slaughters the crowd,
Take this sword beloved and FOLLOW me,
Take this sword beloved and kill the crowd,
And kill them all, till there's no one left,
And tell me, do you now see the glory,
Can you now find the strenght, to focus and proceed,
Whose world is it anyways, theirs or yours,
The sun has no friend, yet strong he shines,
Amongst the crowd of stars, yet strong he shines,
And the crowd will always watch,
Searching for amusement, they always watch,
And you are FROZEN,
When you care, what they say about you.




Courtesy. . .HENNESSY