Are we all fallin hard from our world at war?
i just wanna know who's
lookin up towards the stars anymore, is that normal?
and how far forward could we march on the floor
before what was started is over
and our story's ignored in a worm hole?
sure, i'm no longer a soldier in uniform
though, i am reborn a taurus with horns
so, holler out torro, you've been warned
and until i'm thrown from my corner
i will restore my portal
back to full form before the
bulletstorm engulfs my mortal soul
and i'm a ghost on the board as my vocal
cords still float in the vortex or this forum
oh well, i'm torn in both quarells
there's disorder distortin my borders
and my heart feels the warnin
i'm the target to toil with
but i won't let the darkness destroy
my appointment to show up
why should i postpone it
because my opponents
notice i'm enjoyin my moment, grow up