the pain Gifts offered soon Consumed easily obtained Pools of Fool's Gold and the ads look so appealing just the same but the consequence is your
Shake hands with the bastards that we hate in agreement to fight back in their violent cut throat game of "...But my finger was on the Trigger first
Wasting away A life spent boiled by Fear and Death and Christian Turmoil Souls, years Long gone form a soulless life and a withered body rotting numb
Jaws of greed shine of green salivate forcefeed until gums bleed in slavery bottled trapped lifeless meat are you the leasher or the one being leashed
in our pockets to pay, the tighter the shackles pull + the doctors chant "out of your control" because a patient healed is a customer lost professional
Bloodstained sheets, doctors at my feet hospital windows pose as steel bars deceptive mockery of compassion money is their passion good samaritan
sterile fortress of mansions + malls, gold-plated bars seal them in + keep us out but the heat from a million empty mouths + the left without is setting
Burst of anger, pent-up rage emotions forced into an invisible cage taught to hide what lies inside UNLEASH!
Prayers thunder hopes reign in the wake of the storm for the floods to begin + our earthly man-made hell to end, as your concrete temples crumble to
They dont even have to break down our doors blindfolded + gag us with their force + install mind control devices in our homes. WE BUY THEM ON OUR OWN
Your spineless heart corrodes in decay Your fist of power erodes in decay Your fat from wealth ripped out and fed to the frail. Repossession. Reclamaition
Where (what we learn) comes from is the true HORROR
ABANDONED, life...easily forgotten happiness you sold it your forked tongues bleed, blood filled lungs slipped through gone abandoned
The city skies breathe blackened death unto what little life is left the streets beneath it's feet scream for millions in defeat, concrete fingers,
I fight every day through rocks pelted in haunting memories, thoughts scarred by what was taught ruptured hearts try to unlearn bouts of despair +
Quick easy diagnosis finds you guilty for the crime of being in pain stripped of all rights + strip--searched whitewalls + white washed robbed of your
Their words whisper lightly into newborn virgin ears: "Our truth is the truth. Seek no solace in finding roots" But the shadows have foes & like weeds
Do we feel safe yet? With house alarms & car alarms secured Paranoia with killer dogs & firearms. Locks on every door
