The Sun Shoots First

I didn’t cry when the casket dropped

Your justice? A circus — a noose that popped

You prayed for grief? — I brought you none

I am the void,I am the unmade one

The sun beats down inside my head

The sand cracks dry like brittle dead

I pulled the trigger — not for spite

But simply ‘cause there’s no more right

I’M AN OUTSIDER — NOT IN YOUR PLAY

Life is a joke WITH NO RULES TO OBEY

YOU'LL NEVER GET IT — I FEEL NO PAIN

I DON’T BELIEVE — I JUST TAKE AIM!

You build your truths on shifting ground

I see the end where faith is drowned

Your priest cries out — no fire inside

I walk the sun,not crucified

Guillotine — my final chord

My face is calm,like frozen tide

I smile while bleeding style with pride

I OUTSIDER — NOT YOUR BLOOD

I KILLED — BUT NEVER OUT OF MUD

YOU PREACH OF LIGHT,CHOKE ON NIGHT

I’LL MEET MY DEATH IN MORNING’S BITE

The world is absurd

And that

Is my truth

The sun shoots first

I just

Didn’t look away