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All that sparkles,
And all that gleams,
Mostly are false miracles,
And tattered seams
There's not one thing that will spark joy
When everyone is under someone's ploy

Its a cycle, its a wheel
Emptiness is all that you'll feel
You question if you should even dare
To ask for hope, is it fair?

In the sea of the damned, will one rise to be a savior?
Will there be a chance that, one day, fate will be in our favor?

Drowning in your own pitiful, sorrowful tears
Choking on your own disgusting, pathetic spit

Yet, in that very moment, you lift your head and faced your fears
You crawled and you climbed out of that bottomless pit

You said, "No more, enough is enough"
A scary voice replied, "Oh there will be more, nothing you ever do will ever be enough"

But you fought hard, you fought bravely
Everyone was scared, but they watched closely
As you save yourself, you saved plenty
As you save yourself, you created an army

This one selfish act is the pure catalyst,
That will ignite the fire in the cynic
That will change the heart of the pessimist
That will clear the head of the problematic
That will put hope in the realist
That will reel back the psychotic

And so all that sparkles,
And all that gleams,
May not all be false miracles,
Nor tattered seams
Perhaps, they are embers slowly burning
Of a revolution that, along with the souls of redemption, is coming

Description
All that sparkles,
And all that gleams,
Mostly are false miracles,
And tattered seams
There's not one thing that will spark joy
When everyone is under someone's ploy

Its a cycle, its a wheel
Emptiness is all that you'll feel
You question if you should even dare
To ask for hope, is it fair?

In the sea of the damned, will one rise to be a savior?
Will there be a chance that, one day, fate will be in our favor?

Drowning in your own pitiful, sorrowful tears
Choking on your own disgusting, pathetic spit

Yet, in that very moment, you lift your head and faced your fears
You crawled and you climbed out of that bottomless pit

You said, "No more, enough is enough"
A scary voice replied, "Oh there will be more, nothing you ever do will ever be enough"

But you fought hard, you fought bravely
Everyone was scared, but they watched closely
As you save yourself, you saved plenty
As you save yourself, you created an army

This one selfish act is the pure catalyst,
That will ignite the fire in the cynic
That will change the heart of the pessimist
That will clear the head of the problematic
That will put hope in the realist
That will reel back the psychotic

And so all that sparkles,
And all that gleams,
May not all be false miracles,
Nor tattered seams
Perhaps, they are embers slowly burning
Of a revolution that, along with the souls of redemption, is coming