After all we've done and seen, what is left to do but carry on?
In the grand design of things, can we find a way to feed the spawn
Of all our energy, will we find it written on the wall?
Through all is vanity, should we throw it down or heed the call
Burning Again
Like a long lost friend who's found his way back home
The past forgotten left to roam, and to this end we hope to find
The inspiration that's been left behind
And when all the credits roll, all will see the sequel in their minds
Reaching down inside my soul, to conjure up the magic one more time
To change the muse in me, in spite of what the doubters all may say
Every fiber of my being screams to rise above those in the way
Burning Again - it's never going to end
Those who may pretend to know my deepest thoughts,
Are victims of my vengeance brought to bear upon their wicked lives
And soon poetic justice falls in line
And though the smoke obscures the lies, it's only a disguise