Child Without A Name

Do you miss me when I go out at night?

Have you ever really known my name

Thought Crusader, have you ever known that part?

See me looking in on the rest of the world

Overseeing all that there is to see

Everything that you presented to me

All that is fucking wrong in this broken world

Tears fall like shattered glass from my eyes

Shaking now without understanding

How could people be this way

Strangers come and shake my hand

Speaking praises of the highest kind

All in my honor, all for my sake

Yet you sit there with your masks on

Not saying a word, nothing to lift me up

I'm your fucking son, doesn't that mean anything

You ingore me until it pains you so much

That you have to yell, that you have to shout

Making me feel like something lower then shit

Naming me to be one who is like God

Yet when it's all said and done you would thought I was evil incarnate

Suspended by the throat I hold on by a thread

Kicking and screaming now, you're afraid for now the world sees

Your lies, your intolerance, your abuse, that shit you put me through

You will pay with your lives on the day of judgement

As the angels of pestilents and plauges come and take you

Falling deep into the fiery furnace

Your face's melt away as I stand for once in the light of glory

Couldn't you just fucking love me for who I am?

Accept me for who I was born to be?

I'm an adult now but I am made to be as a new born

Creating my own world now, building the image I want to see

And out of flesh and blood it will not be

I must create myself out of bricks and stone

Out of every metal and every hard thing

In so that I will never be hurt again

Never letting anyone else in, you've ruined all things for me

Motherfuckers how could you make a child like this

Only speaking when something is wrong

Only touching when a smack was involved

How dare you do this to another human being

Showing no respect or admiration at all

What's gotten into you, that you could put a beast in a child

Breaking into the soul of a little boy and making him sick

Some weird form of munchaousen by proxy syndrom

I know I wasn't the son you asked for

But you weren't the parents I dreamed for either

Both wrong at the same time, look at all the love that is lost

Over your fucking mental disorders

I've given myself my own name now

ARCHIMEDES, Master of thought

ACHILLES, Pain

MAXIMUS, Greatest

Meaning of the new name

Master of bringing about pain, the greatest of them all

I will own you all one day

You will bow down to the son you hated

Singing a new song of praise to me each day

I will be your god and you will serve me

Making you feel the pain I carried at all times

You will never see the end of my revenge

Under my skin til the day I meet death again

On the day you begin to see I will have my victory

I am not a slave to your will anymore

I'm my own man now, king of all within me

And I'll fucking end you quciker then you think

There is nothing left for me here anyway

Rethink all that you know for a new day comes

When you will wake up and see

That hell has come for you, in the form of your unloved son