Tuesday, 22 February 2011

Thunder, that hides behind the mask of ourselves

I woke up one morning of the darkest night..
Visions of sorrow, and fragmented pain..
There isn’t a moment in time, that I’ve felt this insane..

Urinating on the corruption of this remarkable democracy..
Finding a way, to break up the conspiracy, before
The world sets up on fire,
And after our heart lose all of their desires..

Run for your lives, all you betraying foes,
Like zombies, you cops attack them whores..
Like leeches, you lawyers suck up our bones..
Like insects, you mobsters crawl up our throats..
Everything else, the government knows..
Like demons, the judges lock up our souls..
Like junkies, company presidents steal all that we own..
Everything else, the government knows..
The skyline - embarrassed to light up the bloody roads..
If there is a God, I’m happy he’s all alone..

A man walks up in musical valley one night..
The parade has gone, no one in sight..
Takes out the gun,
Boom!
Comes closer to him,
Boom!
The .32, punctured an innocent’s heart,
But without a fight, he begged for a hug..

Like a dragonfly,
You will soon die..
Or a gun to your own head,
That ends all the lies..
No matter where you go,
There will be a blow..

Finish the story..
What are you waiting for?
Take that fucking blow!
No need to share,
Just do what you’re told..
What you have seen..
No one will never know..

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