Notes


uncut, unfiltered, unreleased songs written at the same time as King Suffering.
from Daniel’s notes page in his phone



BROKEN PEOPLE


Through pain we’re made wiser,
Through Suffering reminded,
The war’s not gone.
It wages on.
So let’s unite the fighters,
The hurt and the survivors,
We are one.
Together, one.


Home is where the hurt is shared,
When friends and family really care,
Support doesn’t come from the mirror.


You’re not alone,
The whole world’s here, too.
The Sun has faded.
We’re all so jaded.
We’re all the same, yeah.
So don’t go,
There’s solace for you.
We all need it.
We’re also jaded.
We’re the ones the world hated.


Through trials we are opened,
Through tests our heartbeat’s stolen.
We’re all kicked down.
Chained to the ground.
But God seeks out the broken.
He helps us see beyond the broken.
If we wait it out,
We get the crown.


You’re not alone,
The whole world’s here, too.
The Sun has faded.
We’re all so jaded.
We’re all the same, yeah.
So don’t go,
There’s solace for you.
We all need it.
We’re also jaded.
We’re the ones the world hated.


Broken people are made stronger.
They rise against and learn to conquer,
The wolves.
Rise from among the wolves.


You’re not alone,
The whole world’s here, too.
The Sun has faded.
We’re all so jaded.
We’re all the same, yeah.
So don’t go,
There’s solace for you.
We all need it.
We’re also jaded.
We’re the ones the world hated.



WE BREAK


Life’s a back stabber,
And its blade is sharp.
Life cuts you deep and makes you think that you deserved what it’s done.
Life’s a heart breaker
That plays a guitar.
It kills your dreams and sings a pretty song while you fall apart.


Did you know that we all have to break
To find out what it is that makes us broken?
Did you know that together we can face this?
Living is just dying when everything is ok, so let’s learn to appreciate it when we break.


Life’s a helper,
But it hurts a lot.
Life picks you up to throw you down without a second thought.
Life’s a pain bringer
That hands out medicine.
Because the pain it brings is what we need to get up again.


Did you know that we all have to break
To find out what it is that makes us broken?
Did you know that together we can face this?
Living is just dying when everything is ok, so let’s learn to appreciate it when we break.


Breaking fixes us,
And hurting heals us.
When will we understand our pieces can form a whole?
Screaming quiets us,
Like sleep awakens us.
The Yin-Yang balance makes a complete soul,
And a broken heart means it must once have been full.


Did you know that we all have to break
To find out what it is that makes us broken?
Did you know that together we can face this?
Living is just dying when everything is ok, so let’s learn to appreciate it when we break.


Help me learn to appreciate it when I break.



SCRATCHING AT MY SCARS


I fell again,
I dwelt in this,
A depth, abyss.
I felt that it
Was dead, I lit
The darkness.


But now it breathes
Inside of me
And its arms reach
Towards me.


It’s opening my past,
It’s hoping I’m at last resort,
Not strong enough to survive.
It’s digging past the grass,
Into the dirt that lies just past my restart.
It’s wrong that I tried to hide it.
It’s tearing at my heart.
To kill me it is scratching at my scars.


It’s back again,
It’s scratching at
My past regrets.
To battle it,
I’m writing, it’s
Not shattered yet.


But now it breathes
Inside of me
And its arms reach
Towards me


And now I see
Its strategy
As its Army
Comes for me


King Suffering.


It’s opening my past,
It’s hoping I’m at last resort,
Not strong enough to survive.
It’s digging past the grass,
Into the dirt that lies just past my restart.
It’s wrong that I tried to hide it.
It’s tearing at my heart.
To kill me it is scratching at my scars.


I thought I buried it,
Beneath the grass I buried it.
I thought it would never return(He wasn’t supposed to return)
I could’ve sworn I buried it,
In the graveyard I buried it,
I’m thinking that I may just be cures(I thought I buried him)
A zombie’s been revived.
It’s clawing at my eyes.
So I won’t see that I might be fine.
If I could just keep the light alive.


Now I breathe………….


It’s opening my past,
It’s hoping I’m at last resort,
Not strong enough to survive.
It’s digging past the grass,
Into the dirt that lies just past my restart.
It’s wrong that I tried to hide it.
It’s tearing at my heart.
To kill me it is scratching at my scars.


It opened up my past,
It showed me I’m at last resort,
Took all I had to survive.
It dug up past the grass,
Reminded me I shattered his heart.
I remember how to fight it.
Your love is my restart,
The only sign of his life this time are my scars.
It was no match for your heart.
Love always defeats the dark.


He was no match for your heart.
Love always defeats the dark.


King Suffering, you have no heart.
And love always defeats the dark.