Alpha

I am the alpha. Poetic in my design, a product of the world's destruction and a force thus refined. Become the alpha, and while you weather the storm a hardened heart welcomes a warm restart and purpose again. I will stop for no man. My purpose life is driven. The devil had cursed my mind, tortured and let me believe all these broken lies, told me I wasn't fine. Now i'm holding answers in the crown amidst the skies. Though I feel relief, the battle rages on and on. The warrior's way has just begun. Covered in a sheath of iron, this is my resolve. You too will become an alpha, glowing proud with your fist raised in power. Stranded on a mountain of regret, cognizant of only defeat and loss. But when the fog clears, you glance at where you've come from. You know that you are the alpha. I took the blade out of my back and the arrow from my knee. I cleansed the poison from my heart and cut the chains that held me deep. I made my enemies along this road I was left to lead. I learned to love them so I wrote this song so they can see. Stranded on a mountain of regret. Cognizant of only defeat and loss. But when the fog clears, you glance at where you've come from. You know that you are the alpha. I am the alpha, poetic in my design, a product of the world's destruction and a force thus refined. Become the alpha, and while you weather the storm, a hardened heart welcomes a warm restart and purpose again