whos at the door? is it me
crawling back for more
while i barely breathe
you speak the word of the sword
in a virtuous sheathe, unwrap and adore

fact or fiction

you call my name on things worth naming
its up to me to show that im worth keeping

so is this statement fact or fiction?
simply put you are a walking contradiction

i can hear the words
rolling off the back of your tounge
tomorrow, i'll know, i only follow
so is this statement fact or fiction
contradictions are only facts found missing

whos at the door? is it you?
are you back for more
or are you just confused
i speak the word of the sword
without the thought of virtue
unwrap and adore

you didnt even kiss me on the cheek
with your eyes open you said you didnt believe

just remember, when you go to bed with your head high
we all fall, we all begin by the crawl
i'll be waiting when your heroes dive