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Fri, Jun 5
What’s the point in sleeping, not dreaming anyway? Disastrous thoughts and longing for the controversy of progress. Enough to keep the mind lit in the darkest of nights… Everyone’s avoiding the fight. Complacent and tired on our own feat, scraping and striving…just to make ends meet. Over exposure, conditioned, desensitized. Over and over and over again, let’s shut down the devils sound!! Sex is currency? Well steal back the innocence our children were so robbed of. Pirate the mass stream and leave a trail of broken lies and destruction! Travel the nations, swallow evil without hesitation. The hand of justice moves with grace. For those lost and corrupt, come watch your world erupt! You will not find mercy or the morning sun, not this time! They will know us by our unity, by our love. The sound of our indifference will echo the world, our strength cometh from above! Can you hear the ringing symphony of ammunition, the thundering words!? The crescendo of fire and the fleeing birds! The blood on the branches, oh you could paint a portrait of purpose! Let the fire keep burning… Bars and brothels reduced to ash. Mourn for today you arsonists of change. Stand for tomorrow. Victory never yours to claim, let Hollywood collapse with their fame. The church moving like a storm; the law of the land is no more! Oh, shut your eyes. Can’t you see? What are you waiting for!? No Comments / Leave a Reply |
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