Patriots And Architects

I am a patriot of endurance
You're the architect with plans of failure
These blueprints you wrote feel so incomplete
I am a martyr with nothing to die for
You're the scholar teaching pending blasphemy
Could there be anything left to preach
Rewind me back, push play
Erase me from this tape
You rise above me
I fight to tear you back to the ground
I tune you out, you're fading

Check my pulse
This is all too real
Has my reality been stolen by a dream
Check my vitals, the hands on these clocks refuse to move
Oh God, can you wake me up
This is taking over me

Can someone save me from myself
Please someone save me from myself

I am the author of this horror story
You're the monster from which everyone's hiding
Stealing children away from their family
I am the judge who's misplaced his gavel
You are the jury pointing fingers at innocence
Will you rule me as the guilty
Me as the giulty one
I'm not the guilty one