Swallow The Sun

Someday,
 The promised day will come
 Turning the back to numbening comfort,
 A comfort that held you far too long
 Defeated,
 With chivalry of one thousand men
 Dulling,
 Withering all inner essence,
 Holding power to decide,
 Yet feeling just restraint
 Cursory order,
 Won't save chaos within
 With your Left arm you're pushing forward,
 Pushing forth pragmatic reality
 With your right arm up - holding truth,
 The truth you pretend to care for
 Between both threads, divisive,
 A middle path never crossed as answer
 You are the Lord of Steam,
 Yet, still swallow the sun
 From cradle,
 A fate set in stone,
 Heir of riches,
 How valueless they have shown
 Diligent,
 Cowardly living for this endeavour,
 Now never,
 Will that day come
 Cursory order,
 Won't save chaos within
 With your Left arm you're pushing forward,
 Pushing forth pragmatic reality
 With your right arm up - holding truth,
 The truth you pretend to care for
 Between both threads, divisive,
 A middle path never crossed as answer
 You are the Lord of Steam,
 Yet, still swallow the sun
 As you swallow the sun,
 Promised life flashes through your eyes,
 As you swallow the sun,
 Your prime has passed,
 Now all that's left is swim in gold
 As you swallow the sun,
 Hiding insecurities under titles,
 Won't make you ONE
 As you swallow the sun,
 The airships you built had more freedom,
 Than you ever will
 Tragic fate created in tragic choices,
 Keeping in your pocket all the voices,
 That left hand holding grip now rejoices,
 All this is left,
 As you swallow the...