The Doors Are All Barred
The Valkyrie never came. I couldn't get the treatment because of my weight, and every door I ran to was barred against what I'd become. That's when I ran out of places to run.
The dawn is grey, a dirty lie
No thunder cracks the empty sky
The Valkyrie's promise, just a word
The loneliest I've ever heard
So now I run, a desperate flight
A single candle in the night
The beast is patient, on my heels
He knows the taste of how this feels
And every door is barred to me
And every face just turns to see
A broken man they'd rather shun
Than face the thing that I've become
I search for hope, I search for grace
I search for any other place
But every light goes out in fear
There is no sanctuary here
I find a forge, a chance to mend
A final, trusted, honest friend
The smith just shakes his weary head
This sword is cursed, this steel is dead
I throw the hilt into the mud
A final pact of sweat and blood
My shield is gone, a shattered mess
A monument to my success
And every door is barred to me
And every face just turns to see
A broken man they'd rather shun
Than face the thing that I've become
I search for hope, I search for grace
I search for any other place
But every light goes out in fear
There is no sanctuary here
I'm churning through the final plans
With broken, bloody, empty hands
And every option is a fake
Another promise I can't make
Another path, another lie
Another way for me to die
The options fail
The wind just wails
The darkness trails
My body ails
And still I run
Still I run
The only one
Beneath the sun
That will not break
That will not bend
This is the end
This is the end