Snatching Defeat From The Hands Of Victory

So much to live for and so much to do

I was on a path that nothing could stop

Yet I pulled over to the side and stepped out

Looking at a new path, the one that came alongside

Seeming so much easier and much more safe

I took the new path and fell into hate

Strife takes hold of my blackened soul

I've become one of those I once scoffed at

Throwing mocking statements at they now come back to myself

On the road to victory

I now must face defeat

Staring into the eyes of this unknown god

A chimiria of some sort crossed with a demon of higher sorts

Wings like gold that have now turned to dust

Carried on the back of that ancient serpant of old

Dragons carry the wagon that he travels in

Given so much worry and so much woe at the coast of my soul

I've gone to a new low this time and it was my own fault

I swore I would never be my own defeatist and yet I am

Falling down, and falling forever, the demons pull me down

Faster and faster there is no getting away, there is no rest

No relief for the wicked such as me, I'm lost

Come back down and lift me up

My new battlecry is to be taken back home

Give me the rest that I need, my heart fails within me

Crushed and beaten where is my hope in this doomed time?

Dragged down to the bottom of the pit I've lost all pride

Living in this imposter kingdom it is here that I will die

Break the chains that hold me back from living again

Give me the mercy seat and cast me to the side

At least let me live as half the man I used to be

Turn the light back on, it is so dark in this grave

Allow me to gain some victory again, for now I'm nothing