I am icon I am that pictured in those tales to song I am that witch from the brink respawns I bring unrest when the seas have calmed
I am legend I am fool I am one of many I am under no rule I am peasant I am loom I'm disparaged I'm consumed And most certainly confused
Am I seeing something real or is it smoke? Am I on the ground Or am I hung without a rope? And this is fantasy Or from the dream have I awoke Am I steady on the path Or am I clinging onto hope?
If you gather all the teachings That the wise have told Compile every structure from the books of old And muse upon the meaning Of the truth's you you've sewn You will germinate the mind But the fields won't grow This is the high of low This is the friend turned foe This is what the light can't show If you stand still don't expect The earth will slow See that every wind up plateaus If you wanna see the rise up let go The greatest tragedy Is every breath takes toll Is to live a life And never witness depth of soul Snake inside the rocks until you were consumed Liberate the mind like a body in a groove Know that sedentary can be tantamount to tomb This is why a coma patient Must be regularly moved In the quest for plenty Know the paths of many The few will lead you past the regions Where the past is buried Given is the levee that will bound a mans greed Prison is to dwell in when you take no leave Faster than a sparrow flies traffic flies Trap the cupid by surprise Grab his bow and arrow And shoot straight into the empty sky You can spend eternity Immersed in what's inside But if you searching for a purpose Than what purpose will you find?
I am icon I am that vision I am faith transformed I am that allegiance to the sword you've sworn I am false idle I am fraud Ratchet down disaster like a phoenix in decline Imagine double rapture with no miracle in mind If you sing inside a cavern Like canaries in a mine Know indulgence is a hazard So be wary with your time To mean something we live and we strive for it To feel something we fight and survive for it To love something we scream out and cry for it But tell me now, are you willing to die for it? Take of what may come As you lay on the line for it Armoured at the call ready and primed for it Breach the battleground with the courage To drive forward and to know the fundamentals Of being alive am I? Am I?