Crafting. - Keyz.

Listen closely, for theres a story to tell Of a man that once stepped foot into this world we called hell No sign of life was found Underneath this burial ground Only piles and piles of all your cremated loved ones There is nothing for them to look back on All their hopes and dreams have been stepped on He will find the missing void to this man made disaster This is the tale about a man who saved that world after... As he makes his way through, with the power of youth This man will not stand for what has become the crooked truth Desecrated and erased Extinct is the human race All have been slaughtered and now the worlds without a face There is hope within despair I shall take this opportunity to take you all there May the ones who caused this tragedy be known as the disgraced For I will put them in their place Rumors foretold of this mysterious prophetic vision A unity in reality that you would call fiction For many centuries, has this been written in time and space About a sacred deed that can save this place The objective is at hand To restore this burden land An abundant fall from grace To the fallen demon race A pitiful evil task By a man who wears a mask The dark ones masquerade Is now his death parade Lucidity at its finest Within their vulgar mindset To only be forgotten Just to bring out the begotten Now you will see just what lies beyond the truth Of an origin of power that even goes beyond the power of youth This fragile minded race never did fully understand That the world was nothing, but an imperfect plan Oh how your eyes are sown shut! It's time to take action and open them back up Can you feel the warming hearts that cry out for help? They've all been abandoned and rendered to dust! My scars tell a story... They are reminders of when life tried to break me, but failed A king knows how to build his own empire With the same stones that were thrown at him! This can't be the way it ends I will rebuild and reclaim what's rightfully mine A true blessing in disguise because...