Ax to Root

left alone with my thoughts trying to convey what's in my heart holding on to a part of what's been torn apart of an untitled missing piece still it's not enough to complete me if I could just make it halfway I wonder would you meet me would you know me if you seen me I've seen you so many times before in my dreams those encounters caused so many streams because every time I had to say goodbye I had to wakeup and cry dying inside just to save my life, from spiraling out of control, so many sheets of paper I had to fold in order to continue to say what must be told my Empire is gone but my crown remains I am still on my thrown every jewel in place, never to be replaced there are no lies, just hidden truth, sometimes you have to dig up some graves in order to unearth the proof though I was caused much pain no one but me could wear my name forgive I must but always trust I will never forget and as long as I can remember the trees will fall long before you hear timber