Beyond Atlas - "Hey, Maker"

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Standing outside with a gun in my hand
Heart don't fail me now

So you're the measuring stick to a tough act to follow?
Listen, the man that gave me life may be in a casket,
but I promise you this he did not leave me hollow.

You won't break me

We should've never let our fraying threads
Tie to your strand of filth
Doused in poison and kerosene
We left our world to burn while standing still
I, for one, can't stand the sight
of a rusted iron fist against frail skin.
How mighty you should feel atop those seeking nothing more than a helping hand

Megalomaniacal inebriate
you're not pounding flesh, you're shaping titanium.

The memories of the home you destroyed ease each round into the chamber
How the tables have turned, hey maker?

Oh I remember the thoughts before the escaping dreams,
"Don't you put your fucking hands on her
or I swear, oh I swear these tired floors won't come clean"

Let's skip formalities, no need to beat this down to size
Your hands have had their chance to speak
So sit down it's time to listen to mine.

Maybe if I lay it out for you,
you could tell me where we went wrong
So I'll set the scene, enlighten me.

I still remember every word, every line, every hope shoved aside and….

The memories of the home you destroyed ease each round into the chamber
How the tables have turned, hey maker?
You violate a world better free of you, so tread lightly
Just one bridge left to burn, hey maker?

Make peace with every begging breath you waste.

Focus, exhale, steady my hands, steady my hands
(All over, die alone)
So long have I waited, have I waited for this chance
(It's in my hands, your last chance)
Your time has come, oh wicked one
So feast your eyes on the savage I've become.

But wait, just wait
You wear a pitiful crown these days
A drunken haze left you in a blur,
I see nothing much has changed.
Save for a family no longer held
by your self-induced ensnare of hell

You're not worth the hurt that chokes this throat, but
Your demons have served their purpose this time
bringing forth a lesser man of what I refuse to be in this life.

The clarity of a debt no longer owed empties the chamber
Hey Maker
I've overcome your failure