We’ve heard the story it’s common place, soulless gingers fall from grace, flying high in the air to depths of despair right to the gates of hell we find our hero now…Spent way to much time on this twisted road In the shadow, without a home, as a soulless red ronin ghost, pieces of my broken heart stuck in my soles as I stomp in the wreckage once a life full of hope. Embrace the darkness only night no voice no beacon, no guiding light better angels listening to my demons, they instruct me and corrupt me manage expectations, turning love into evil doctors of satan. I once stood in the very spot a formidable force, on this very ground hero surviving the war, angels all around clear path in front of me but I’m so far from that now wonder if I’ll ever see, the me I once knew is he dead or just lost? I scream into the night what must I do who must I kill what do you want? Shadows devour what once was light, a soul lost long ago, a heart in flight. Through torment an ember in the abyss defies, a path to redemption, a cold distant light. Been too long since I spoke to the lord, since I prayed in his house, since I accepted his glory, I got cocky lost my humble idolized my own story forgot what got me there gave me power but more he gave family and friends gave me love unconditional, found out all other love was only provisional. Now a slave to worldly things drug through the mud, need to cut away these strings be washed in his blood.couldnt do it on my own solo silence is deafenin those I once loved I pushed away they left me.move through the shadows a gray man unseen, no purpose or direction useless as can be, stained so I don’t get close even when others try. Don’t want them to suffer the fate I contrived. So I only bump elbows with others that fall we are all residents of the land of the lost. Circus full of jokers and sad clowns that just cry no kings or queens just me myself and I. Shadows devour what once was light, a soul lost long ago, a heart in flight. Through torment an ember in the abyss defies, a path to redemption, a cold distant light. Every corner that I turn lookin for hope is another pathway to another black hole, ultimate power for destroyin powerful souls.In depths of the darkest night Id ever seen only thing I knew the end was right in front of me freezing cold burning fire hell take me in I lock eyes with another who drowned in sins of others and was tortured but not covered in hate and despair a beauty crying eyes someone there. It’s been so long since I had any sense, but I stared at her through a different lens, deep in her eyes it was hard to see. It was a mirrored image in her i saw me a version of myself lost long ago, who I thought was dead and who I didn’t know I didn’t know who she was her life or her crimes when I look deep down there’s only desire, inside her what I lost the want for life the fire. Goody Life.on the brink of hell could it be a sign or another wrong path pray our boy can revive.the greatness baby hold on

Only She Could PART 1