I hid under cover
Waited for my orders
A clown whispered in my ear
You're not a soldier
I awoke with a grail in my hand
I sipped it as I went down
The octagonal stairway
Compassion
Was my weakness
I declared war
For no reason
Then I awakened
Brass knuckles on my hands
I punched the walls as I went down
The octagonal stairway
I laid in the hearse
Saw the southern lights
And I awakened
With a novel in my hand
I read it as I descended
The octagonal stairway
Writer(s): Joseph Hull, Adam Jarvis, J R Hayes, Blake Harrison
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