Junius A Dramatist Plays Catastrophist
Prepare yourself to face the coming change!
Wake up defiant and warn the others
Wake up the fire inside your voices!
We are defined by what we inspire...
Remembering the end of the world... brings me restless
nights
Calling me from above, a choir recites: "Change is
coming!"
And I awaken the fire inside my voice
I tremble and shake as it fills the void
The day turns into night... I am catastrophe
We are fire in form, and I want to wake myself, make
myself
Rise up, rise up to fall...
Why don't you lay it down, lay it down on the line
And then we will rise!
Living in the dirt, breathing in my worth
Make no mistake, this is my rebirth
Before the days of the cataclysm, we obeyed the law of
one
We just wanted to breath, we wanted to be...
We are the sons of war, married to a past so violently
ignores
(So I) Face my imperfect desires, waiting for this age
to expire
We are fire in form, and I want to wake myself, make
myself
Rise up, rise up to fall...
Why don't you lay it down, lay it down on the line
And then we will rise!
