I have no mouth
And I must scream
I have no eyes
And I must see
I have no ears
And I must listen
I have no blood
And I must live
For objects possess
No awareness.

When you make excuses
Sloth is all it introduces

Cold home
Such a northern chill
But across the tri-state
Need an N.W.O
In the U.S.A
Cannibalistic
Separated mentally
Bound physically
Insatiable
To the end of our life
Immune to strife
Modern-day living that needs no wife
Feasting on skin
Replaced by sin-
When did we become wendigos?

I can't find hate in my heart
For those who pursue crime
"Such a taboo"
Not when it's the only thing you can do
I mean, if we were all:
Forgotten
Troubled
Juvenile
Downright suicidal
Hopeless
Speechless
Broken
Ruined by a system
Misused and abused
Constantly confused by being used
Not excused
From a situation you never fused-
Yet, you are devoted
Longing for another
Someone to call a brother
Who looks out for you and doesn't smother
In this mad world...
Wouldn't you?

We can make the world
Or break it further
Emptying our rage and worry
Onto a rock
Drifting through space
We can change the world
Then I see:
Decay
Trash, up to the knees
Paper bags flowing in a breeze
No more do I think
We can make the world
Instead
We can take away the world.

Time goes onward
Things may change
But the root of all problems
Stays the same

Be afraid
Of the man
Who has lost everything
For when you lose something
His sympathy will turn to battle malice
Alice fell down the hole
But, he embraced it
And lost self-control.