FUTURE IS FOR THE FUCKING BRAVE

emperor of the silent cries

i am the emperor of the silent cries
i stand trial to the crime that i didn't do
and to the offence that i didn't commit
but with the methyr faith inside of me
i shall prevail,
i shall prevail as the emperor of the silent cries

like watching a lady cry
over the death of her new born baby boy
like a bystander i tried
to stretch out my hand and comfort her

"WHY!!" she questioned
"Why is fate doing this??"
"Why not take my life but his??"

all night her suffering i felt
all night

the next day she blew out her misery

like a candle as to her faded life
like the wind as to a bladed knife