Desensitized by the values of life. Maligned and despaired by government lies. . Revenge so strong. Taste it on my tongue. My gun will be. Your angel of mercy.
Discrimination your intention to scar me. Discrimination your a suspect penalty. I suffer. . Spiteful resolution by your sentence we must fall. Spiteful resolution bitter thoughts destroy us all.
Enter your my world, deception. Enter your my world, deception. Deception. Deception. Deception.
All of you here that are secretly dead. Just lifeless shells, consumed and dread. Oblivious to reason and you are blind. Follow the trends to share a single mind.
Dark bodies floating in darkness. No sign of light ever given. Imprisoned in a world without a memory. Unconscious, or am I conscious?. Cut from the heart I am part of.
Consequences that had left me for dead. Repercussions that went straight to your head. Trusting in no one, believing in nothing. Living in a world of pure deception.
Do you ever think about tomorrow?. Do you ever think about yesterday?. Do you ever feel sorrow?. Over what you've let drift away?. Lie alone rotting....
Cold wars...Genocide.... Slavery of Man. Third World poverty.... Multimillionaires. Mass starvation,. but don't be. alarmed. That. part of the. population.
You must guard this secret with your life. The hour has come. Breathe life into clay. A slave. We will be saved. When he rises up a mental brave. . The creature walks.
Hellfire burns. This I can well feel. Before long,. all sense will be lost to distances afar.. I have been a witness to the. collapse of all respect. Without the wit or will.
I sit in my room. To contemplate. All the reasons why. Why am I here, why must I live. Through these grieving times. Overwhelmed by hurt. Deep inside my soul.
The earth you see. Resembles me. A cold and dark disturbing place. A world of god turned to disgrace. . A new day has come. The suffering begun. The beauty you once knew is gone.
The world was empty and I was lost for words.. Persecuted, It hurts to hate you.. [You always said i should fear no death,. but now that he stands here, I'm so afraid.] x2.
To my dearest, I hope you hear these words that I speak; honestly at its sincerest, as the days go by we struggle just to survive. Ironically we're not living it means we're alive..
Branches as high as a vigilant eye could see,. magic runes, once scratched into this tree.. An old man sat down at this mighty oak,. every morning, day by day....
It's the darkened years,. Superstition's flying high.. There is pain, there is fear. In the poverty's sigh.. Preachers on a frightening spree,. Of demons and hell's fire..
When profit shows his face. Our sense of clarity is washed away. Spinning round the axle of greed. Don't let the economy stagnate, for it's our creed.
From the open range they hailed,. living free as the wind,. children of the vast plains.. The hunter became the prey. as their land slipped away. into the bleeding horizon..
Years of famine and years of sigh. Reaps our land that fell from crest.. Creatures, serfs and men hanged high. Yet no remedy.. . What will ever please our Gods?.