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The Willing Well I: Fuel for the Feeding End - Coheed and Cambria

Is this what I wish for those and all they know

Could depend on how cowardly I should act

Is it from hell or does come it from within

If she won't give me the love I came here for

With pen I am armed here to react

Hey now hey now what is it boy

All the things that trouble you

So visit your mirror image

Of what might have once behaved

Hey now hey now what is it boy

But I won't rest till dead

Till dead do you part

This is how I feel

My God from what's been dealt

The flies that flutter fight tonight

Is it from hell or does come it from within

Is it love

That I'm feeling or is this hate the same

The emotion's enough to kill the sane

Hey now hey now what is it boy

All the things that trouble you

So visit your mirror image

Of what might have once behaved

Hey now hey now what is it boy

Besides

I only hope you know that I love you

Oh I hope

Feed little maggots

Off the Westside of your sin

Run little maggot

When they learn of what you did

Feed little maggots

Off the Westside of your sin

Run little maggot

When they learn of what you did

From start to finish

I've made you feel this

Uncomfort in turn

With the world you've learned

To love through this hate

To live with it's weight

A burden discerned in the blood you taste

Why would you deny me answers

If I'm just a boy

On the break of being

Horror and hell through it's fires

Be brutally honest

Was it better before me

In the curve of your body

How I want how I want her with me

The truth of the story

The Vishual I wish you all

The better end of all to come

The truth be now here one by one

I am to you extend to none

The memory that fuels the fire

Watching his tale with

The words he unfolds

Conscience and cold we'd never know

They scream as he laughs off

The dust from his eyes

These words will now

Learn of the dreams in his mind

Could this be that hard for me

To configure a new love in hate

To my new entity

Or banish it home to the grave

No one is safe

With the quickness strike out

For the less of us doubt

Mercy of the man

Who put the pen in our mouth

Word write us well signed

Forgiveness for sale

I'm through being full

Of all the might you want killed

The fiction will see the real

The answer will question still

In your body to blood

As your parents once went

You will follow their lead one by one

Every step

Could this be that hard for me

To configure a new love in hate

To my new entity

Or banish it home to the grave

I will not save

Your world

Your world in the end and you

Your world

Your world