Leave The Loss For The Lions

Rebirth in me
all the good I used to be.
Broken branches make for a broken forest.
At the will of all the wills of man
sinking in an endless pit of sand.
The will for life must overthrow the will of death.
Envoy eats the heart away
I cannot rest for another day.
Those eyes are all to important.
Prayers will save the saint
hard to believe in a world were light is so faint.
No excuse, no giving up.
Leave the loss for the lions.
Leave the loss for the lions.

-By Chris Cameron