May I please have your attention
I've had it with your condescension
Who are you to claim dominion
Over me, I don't need your opinion
You've denied me my right and privilege
One too many times, my dear
I design
My own pattern, carve my stone
Weave my own veil
I toe the line
To see the truth behind the roan
I shatter the sun
I resign
I will tear the fabric down
And burn my own trail
I will shine
The world shall kneel to a different crown
Through the looking glass
For too long have you held me back
Your golden shackles crack
I deny your false authority
I refuse your power over me
Twisted lies are all you hold
Your words are empty, dead and cold