Who is this? coming through. It’s nothing new. been here through the thick and thin, hard and easy steady of high wind through the tall and easy quick and slow the blood and guts the rain and snow never waivers never rattles carries right in to battle doesn’t flinch and doesn’t hide his eyes are filled with pain and pride of those before for what he loves and what is right through day night peace fight always believing he will win no task he cant achieve no obstacle he can’t take or beat no hell too big Almighty mountain up with the early birds anf nightime owls in seen him before you never knew you’ve seen him batter bloody bruised it doesn’t look just like your hero this tattoo, ginger eyes up Fear down he’s quiet and he’s unassuming won’t hear him lurking creeping looming, but from the smoke and flames emerge pulls himself right from the dirt quite the silhouette against the fog enemies they run die fall now moving with a head of steam on his back carries his team with everyone has the whole damn crew. It’s my honor to introduce. King Ginger JGoody4u.
[CHORUS]
A giant that keeps it small
Tattooed stories line the walls
Quiet thunder behind Blue eyes
Twisted soul dressed in disguise
[VERSE]
walks up to the desk, brooding, fuming, sits down to write visually unassuming. You don’t wanna be here not gonna be pretty. doesn’t write for the happy-go lucky the giddy. Just slowly opens the book and picks up his pen. What happens next? What’s about to begin?
[CHORUS]
Ginger crown and a heart of steel
Scars reminding that wounds don’t heal
Unassuming but towers tall
Ruins of a fortress built to never fall
[VERSE]
Lots of death brings the hell lead to total destruction. writing always Dark, shadowy emotion. doesn’t wanna hold the bad he jots it down. pens a wrecking Ball a hurricane a torture screeching sound, going in, you don’t wanna be around the what about, the subject, the feature. If you involved your family is talking to the preacher about the flowers at your funeral service? if they’re even alive after he turns into berserkers.
[Chorus]
A mountain but the silence screams
Darkness shadows and fractured dreams
Smiling soft holding the fading light
The war within burns through the night
[VERSE]
In real life hes witty likes sunny dogs and people with positivity. he leaves that world behind when he goes to write his soul becomes night has to fight turn his world upside down No bark all bite. No slowing down. Competing with him writing like prison on Mars there’s no air to breathe stuck behind bars.. If you’ve ever met him, you ain’t seen the side this deep divide he has to hide thats always with him demon voices flowing while he’s penning these words onto paper If you meet tell him thank ya for carrying the pain so u don’t feel the hate ya go on livin in the day.
[Bridge]
In the quiet lurks an inner storm
Demons winning the tug of war
Battle rages as sides both roar
Angels holding on but how much more….
NeuronMystical
