A Path to Solitude - John Herberman

Twist the fingers, crush the bone Do what you must to leave me dethroned I beg to see what you claim to see We are the same energy, but in two different realities I am human, I'm alive Where I've grown, what I've learned, falsehood fortified I was human, so alive Abandoned my own kind, simple minds is where Abaddon thrives The joke's on you I have nothing to prove Find me where none choose to view Forsaken wisdom hidden within angelic tombs Where even microscopic cease in growth Ancient knowledge etched in tomes Before you judge the being you see Remember your words only fuel the hate Children of tragedy, life built upon savagery Misunderstood books, power over wisdom, they've poisoned the roots Feel me, before you wish me doom I too ate the lies fed from the mother's womb Don't see me for the things I've done Witness me for what I've become Witness me You will witness me Before you judge the being you see Remember your words only fuel the hate Children of tragedy, life built upon savagery Misunderstood books, power over wisdom, they've poisoned the roots Feel me, before you wish me doom I too ate the lies fed from the mother's womb Don't see me for the things I've done Witness me for what I've become Witness me for what I've become Witness me Witness me Witness me Witness me