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Crazy Strive

A heart made out of gold, a soul made out of steel
An unmoving faith and a mind that reels
A skin that peels, but also heals
A body that likes to wander and nerves that feel
Eyes a mixture, of brown black and red
They hold a hunger, a desire that needs fed
Arms that are open, to the alive and the dead
A mouth that speaks words; the most loving ones ever said
And feet unmoving; they are made out of led
This is what makes a soldier, a warrior, a knight
They stand their ground even if only to give up their life
A guardian, an angel
Always ready to face the fight
Indeed the time has come
A war is in our midst
Man all your stations
Put up your iron fist
It’s time for action, it’s time to defeat
Taking a giant step turns into a giant leap
And I can hardly sleep, I must stay awake
If I fall asleep tonight, it could be a mistake
The battles are in my dreams, but the war is in full bloom
The guns go off, the bombs go boom
The swords are sharpened, and ready for blood
Oh god please, tell me I’m not the only one
That goes through this, every night
My dreams are so vivid
That I feel I must strike
And strive
To defeat my unknown enemy
Even though I don’t know where my dreams are leading me
I don’t know who I am, who am I
The dream me, the reality me
Which is truth and which is lie
I’ll never be able to see, clearly
I’ll never be able to live, fear free
Take me as a joke, dare me
Watch me make my move, and that’ll be the last thing you ever see
I can get a little crazy
When you push me, to the point of breaking
To the point of my waking, and I realize it was all just a dream
But in reality, I killed you, I heard your screams
I believe it’s a dream, but this is real
This war is real
And I have killed so many people
It’s not a dream anymore; it’s all I can feel

(2013)

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