The skin we shed has stories to tell

When every block and tree
Offered endless chances
When dreams burned with purity,
Love, goblins and gods
Once upon a time they stood on
The edge of a black hole,
With their backs to the blade
Once upon a time they stood on
The edge of a black hole,
Amazed by the sun

Their tiny hands clung to their mothers,
Fathers and their paper dolls
One by one they wilted and withered
At the bottom of the sandbox

They cried out, but their creators
Were without an answer
\"What about the promises?\"
\"Where have our red balloons floated off to?\"
At best they were replied to
With sympathy, sadness and distant touches
Overcome by sorrow, greed and hate
One time superheroes fell powerless Soon there after, the world,
In all of its magic and splendor,
Fell victim to they tyranny
Of zombies and villains

\"Oh cruel world, you will not take me tonight\"
\"There is a score left unsettled\"
\"Oh cruel world, you will not take me tonight\"
\"I will slay your dragons with kindness,
I will find the tie that binds us\"
\"You've taken my Emily's, my Ryan's,
Jill's and Jacks\"
\"You've taken my laughter
And now I'm taking it back\"
\"I do not fear your witches, lions or sharks\"
\"I have love's lullaby
And a night light for a heart\"
\"There is a penny in the wishing well
And a match left to light\"
\"Oh cruel world you're all mine tonight\"