Po'Ethics
Reach for the stars.
From the firing pits known as the depths of hell
embarking upon an untimely journey
to reach certain greatness, that sparkling wealth
reach for the stars, for that holy atmosphere
Fighting all the evil
no matter the viciousness that may appear
you resemble a warrior
in which the evil represents the doubters
keep battling through thick and thin
use all your will power
you possess to fight off the bad from with in
nothing can stop you
no matter how mean they look or seem
your possessed with valor
fight until you make it, never run
ignore the dragon
and the more powerful you will become
Reach for the stars,
even if you get hurt...
A dreamer's mind collides,
in the gutters of your lonely thoughts.
Morbid fists let loose, welcoming your soul,
as horrific colors blend into a portrait.
An innocent bystander, bland in personality
compared to the scene around him.
Brushstrokes of enigmatic colors blind
him from the danger that surrounds.
Clenched in the open hand of God.
Feeling so free, yet unable to escape.
God's hand hoists him up to his highest
and most unpredictable expectations.
He reaches for the stars...
Gives his hope to catch his dreams,
even though the monster within
is clearly visible to take it all away.
He takes the risk for a better day
with the tightly stinging jaws of
reality waiting to clench his weak mind.
But what is beauty without pain?
Forgetting about the blood drenched walls,
the morbid hand of God on which he stands,
and the monster of his soul hanging above him,
lurking for the chance to take away his dreams,
He reaches for the stars.
Will he catch his dreams? Or will everything slip away?
One does not know the outcome until he tries...
Reach for the stars,
even if you get hurt...
Verse 1 - Kaotic Theory
Verse 2 - Quist`