I Carry the Fire - The Sign of the Southern Cross

If you can find vanity anywhere in my bones

It’s justified and correct —

For I have labored endlessly

And earned some goddamn respect.

They sit in their knee jerk ivory towers and wax in the tongue of nay say;

But no matter how much of my blood they drink they can’t piss on my legacy…

Not by a damn sight…

I revere the spark,

And I fan the pyre,

But now I carry the fire…

What could I expect from these pigs but a grunt,

And pigs who’ve been whispered no less.

I say to the hours of my tribulations

Get thee behind me ‘cause it’s on to the next.

Would you dam up my river’s flow because it precedes on sacred land,

Or trim a new limb from an ancient tree because their roots grow hand in hand?

I’LL TAKE THE TORCH, THOUGH IT WAS NOT PASSED TO ME.

AND SEVER THE BURDEN OF A SYCOPHANTIC LEAGUE.

I NEVER SET OUT TO USURP THE MUSER KINGS OR TOPPLE THEIR THRONE,

BUT THEY DROPPED THE FLAME IN MY DESTINY NOW WATCH ME MAKE THIS MY OWN…

It’s one thing to call a spade a spade

When the 52 are in check —

But quite another thing to call a card that

Just because it’s in the same deck.

Now take the god-spot, cock the hammer, and line me up in your sites

‘Cause this hatchet job is just inspiration that will outlast the breadth of

your life…

I’LL TAKE THE TORCH, THOUGH IT WAS NOT PASSED TO ME,

AND SEVER THE BURDEN OF A SYCOPHANTIC LEAGUE.

I NEVER SET OUT TO USURP THE MUSER KINGS OR TOPPLE THEIR THRONE,

BUT THEY DROPPED THE FLAME IN MY DESTINY NOW WATCH ME MAKE THIS,

WATCH ME MAKE THIS MY OWN…

WATCH ME MAKE THIS MY OWN…

I revere the spark,

And I fan the pyre,

But now I carry the fire.

NOW I CARRY THE FIRE!