A Blight On Silvertree
This song was created for Game of Bands round 102 : "Under 1 minute in length"
Bite down hard. You'll never be enough. Arrogance founded on the steps of the pyramid whose walls shield prying eyes from countless cruelties and leave a trail of broken bloody bonds. Jump through the hoops. Perfection is elusive. Supress any trust that you might place in yourself. The deal of the decade was a dance with the enemy. A new narrow path at the flick of necessity. Property agents for a protection racket snare the desperate for their valuable things. A blight on Silvertree; the end of the king's road as the hydra sinks his claws in at the edge of the lake. A lone ray of reason at the head of this crisis. Your conscience got you nothing but a knife in the guts. As you open your eyes, the blinding lights have now faded. Step forth and reclaim yourself.