Annihilation of reason,
desecration of rhyme.
I still call for an end,
to illusion of Time.
Another trap,
To keep you in line.You may twist and contaminate,
Ensnare and besmirch whats left of my soul. (everything. much to
you're dismay.)
Read my rights, kill my body,
and take your toll.
Destroy what you can,
My voice & ideals I'll never fold.
With locked borders,
you can not run.
They round us up,
one by one.
Burn those not fit,
for a place in the sun.
But my spiritual visine.
When is the sweet release?
How do I straighten and iron out,
all of my crease?
Run my own path,
not victim of their disease.
All the scars,
and a gifted fade to black.
Metal bars,
Is our future shack.
The publics to weak,
to stop the attack.
Brainwashed fools,
believe any resolution.
Denial of the poor
dosen't sound like evolution.
Bodies lie in pools,
of a bloody fake constitution.
Swirling shades,
of black and red.
As Memories fade.
Media whores make your bed.
These fools don't realize,
they are the food that's bled.
-circle ¤f Ѥthing (billie Bodine III) ©2K5
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