Preaching secondhand ideas. Tried and tested subjects rear. . Practise what you preach. . A moral attitude you think they lack. Lacks in you when you turn your back.
Preaching secondhand ideas. Tried and tested subjects rear. . Practice what you preach. . A moral attitude you think they lack. Lacks in you when you turn your back.
They not only pollute the air. They pollute our minds. They're destroying the earth. And destroying mankind. . Polluted minds. Kill mankind. . They don't give a shit.
Now you are screaming in pain. They are striking you on your face. Their bombs, money and power. They are stepping over you. The dreams of the crowd. Are used to make them strong.
Systematic rape of nature. Profit precedes need. Maintaining economic stature. Steal the fruit yet leave no seed. . And of future generations?. What of their inheritance.
Scale the inferno, take it all in. Am I right or wrong, or just confused?. Glamorized, dare I say it?. Fantasized, but through who's eyes?. Not theirs, that's for sure!.
Load the burden across my shoulders.. Pour the effluent on thick.. . Placate, sedate, eradicate.. Wage a war on my prone feelings.. Anaesthetised and numb..
Trodden down like shit underfoot. Be the downside to others upsides. Last one to the table - just starve. . You'll get what you're given. . This is set in stone from the ivory towers.
Countless opinions - a hotbed of riches. Last remaining entitlement. Feeling valued?. Or devoutly subdued?. Per Capita. All placated and humoured. A billion voices shall all register - they say.
Something to prove, something to say. Feeling secure, a false portrait. Forging alone the facts unknown. Hiding the truth to drag us on. . Trapping the standpoint.
Overbearing drive to break loose. But not to inflict any wounding. Back-breaking social codes. I'm hurtling toward apoplexy. . "Conduct inappropriate!".
Permissive slaves. To their methods of greed. From our needs. The leeches feed. . When will you see?. We'll never be free. While we sanction. This plutocracy.
The pulse of the world when it stopped for a day. From a clear blue sky to a smouldering grey. Unmerciful cruelty. Awakening rudely. Two evils grow. Willingly exhonging blows.
Kill this channel. - it needs to be switched. I offer a vendetta in exchange. for a split second to blink. . In exchange for. a split second to blink.
Born between chaos and hatred - a lottery of fate. We sit on the brink of extinction. The world lies in wait. Just a scratch on the surface. Of time that will wash away.
OH SO PSEUDO. . Compel yourself just enough. (company man). And you might just believe that. A brow-beaten, a sheepish lament. Is a sure-fire way to be absolved.
I'm impervious,. this subservience demeans a mental gait.. . It' insensible,. just be digestible and tether down that rage.. . No ignoramus (or) sufferer for art..
Abject... Engulfed.... . Assail the heathen you!. Cheer the martyr home. Never drop your guard. . Smear campaign against clarity. A no-sided argument.
So we're still in our teething stages. As far as politics are concerned. That's fine coming from someone. To whom sensationalism be there only wisdom in words..
Shane embury. . Next on the list?. . Such a smug parasite. Smug in a comfort zone. We stepped back and watched. While you vidated. Our effects, our spirits, our souls.