Ceilings of Anonymity -- Theme of Renown

Ceilings of Anonymity -- Theme of Renown

(Philosocom's Subcategory on Revenge)

(Philosocom's Subcategory Directory on Despair and Surrender)

(Background music)

For, years, I was a shadow of this world,

No external status to truly, to truly be proud as my own.

But it all, has, changed, when my former guide arrived;

He made me desire, desire to bloom and thrive!

So if you think, you are able to stop me,

Since I'm below the ceilings, of anonymity;

My will is too powerful,

For I have put this life under workaholic risk of philosophy.

So if you think, you are able to stop me,

Since I'm below the ceilings, of anonymity;

It is time for you to think again!

(Time to think again!)

I was rejected, multiple times by a certain woman,

Who really broke my heart, my heart very badly.

But I care not, anymore, because I've something else to live for.

To rectify the world, making me relevant, therefore!

So if you think, you are able to stop me,

Since I'm below the ceilings, of anonymity;

My will is too powerful,

For I have put this life under workaholic risk of philosophy.

So if you think, you are able to stop me,

Since I'm below the ceilings, of anonymity;

It is time for you to think again!

(Time to think again!)

Serenity, is too hard a goal to achieve,

When you have a great potential, a great potential to unleash!

It is so difficult for me, to just stand down and be quiet.

When I have a flower inside of me, that I wish its growth to accomplish!

So if you think, you are able to stop me,

Since I'm below the ceilings, of anonymity;

My will is too powerful,

For I have put this life under workaholic risk of philosophy.

So if you think, you are able to stop me,

Since I'm below the ceilings, of anonymity;

It is time for you to think again!

(Time to think again!)

This isn't, over, like you might think it actually is,

When there is a great, vengeance, screaming inside of me.

It is not love, it is not what you might think, Miss.

It is an adjective you have called me, it isn't so hard, can't you see?

So if you think, you are able to stop me,

Since I'm below the ceilings, of anonymity;

My will is too powerful,

For I have put this life under workaholic risk of philosophy.

So if you think, you are able to stop me,

Since I'm below the ceilings, of anonymity;

It is time for you to think again!

(Time to think again!)

Can't you see, it is inescapable,

For me to be, in a loop, of obsession that seems inevitable.

That word lies, in my mind, refusing to abandon its stay.

It makes me, desire, for the whole world to say:

"Your obsessions, were undeniable,

For you were below the ceilings, of anonymity.

Your will was too powerful,

Powerful enough to rectify general society.

But was it all worth it, just because of a single woman,

Who thought you were, irrelevant?

It's too late to think again!

It's too late to think again..."