• Searching for some sanity
    Killing some boredom
    To win and to lose
    Mean absolutely nothing
    To history books recording soulless words
    Round and round
    Blow by blow
    Coming down to morality
    Only to be faced with death threats
    Opposing humanity
    And loving devils replace the conscious
    Strapped on your crosses
    Blowing wishes to universal sciences
    For all it will do
    Simply dissolving, rusting away
    Too scared to face
    Yet all love to preach
    Take your hyprocites
    And your pure-like creatures alike
    Take all the poor
    And dysfunctional rich folk
    Take all your overseers
    And overseen
    Take them where fires spread
    As the devils laugh and angels turn their heads
    Take them all to a trench
    And shoot, salt, burn, and bury
    Pray for sleep
    In the real
    The real
    The end
    The silence
    The sleep