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Henry Yarbrough May 2013
Getting what you play for
I's a stone cold fact of life
Knowing we're rotten down to the core
We find balance at the edge of a knife
Being ruled by insatiable need
Makes it hard to get through a day
The radio,TV,
the **** that you read
Say all is a game,so play
Slaves to our vices we exist in this truth
Now deal with the promises you break
Cause is effect, once the demons are loosed
And accounting for all that you take
For she that is karma will be avenged
Consequence Is hers to say
You won't make a day without being singed
When lies and deceit are in play
So listen and heed me I won't say this twice
Law of balance will have it his way
Woe,to the ones casting chance loaded dice
Fate will see that you pay.        .......hy
Henry Yarbrough May 2013
Sometimes I wonder about what isn't real
Do you know whose dream that this is
A jester in horns is looking to deal
And reality is what it is
Do you think he cares whose got it right
In a story that can never be known
Is Christian benevolence the way to the light
Lamb of god they will bleed you to stone
See Jews and Muslims in their blood dance
Over a god they will not understand
Life is just numbers played out in chance
And should not require faith on demand
So now I will ask what of your soul
It is said to be measured in grams
Strange how dam easy we give up control
Your religion will leave you in trance
I don't think god knows which reality is his
What did you give for the lie
Its like I said life is what it is
You will have the truth of your god
When you die.               . Hy
Henry Yarbrough May 2013
I long for the the nite's
Your with me
Laid out in crimson
N lace,
Try as I might
Just did not see
My truth,
Was in your dark embrace
Morning is come
You left me
Grace was the scent
Of your hair
Trying to forget
Reminds me
Of all we are no longer
To share
I know it is now
I am broken
Love is at times
A messed up affair
Promises in blood
Have been spoken
Tell me how
I'm no longer to care.           Hy
Henry Yarbrough May 2013
Of all the things I don't understand
Art of war kinda sticks in my head
Impose the will of the lion
On the fear of all mann
Compliance means still just as dead
To the men washed in power
Just a means to an end
Yet,an agenda on blood all the same
Beware as you cower
Do not break as you bend
And know it is all just a game
Yes it seems all of mankind
Is addicted to war
What is taken is driven by greed
In searching for answers I don't wanna find
Behind the green door
I found the reasons we bleed
******, treason and black  genocide
These are but acts of control
And hear we all thought life was only a ride
Not a contest for our very soul.                  Hy
Henry Yarbrough May 2013
Another age is weeping
Feirce the killing heart
No more time in grace
Let us  tear the age apart
False scent of fear blinds us all
Wish I could wish Mann undone
Demons and angels rise to the call
For the souls bleeding out in the sun
When those sworn to god spew lgnorance
What hope is there for the lamb
History lays bear our indifference
Of those who use god in their damm
Righteous or evil the point is the view
Contradiction I say it is not
Cry for the children the least you can do
Some would say we deserve what you got
There lies the question
With no answer clear
Stain of Mann is consuming the sun
If death is the lesson
Dance in the fear
Dream evil when kingdom is come
Henry Yarbrough May 2013
Is religion evolution's lynch pin
To feel safe in an unsafe world
The desperate longing of fools
At whose faith callas reason is hurled
With concepts of good and evil assigned
By those washed in the blood of the lamb
Zealot's screaming design divine
Never will they own who I am
Go now and preach of ****** birth
Of when oceans swallowed all land
Persecute the meek for all they are worth
And say it was done by his hand
Of  these things  I'm just asking
Cause I don't understand
Like do we exist after drinking of death?
Is jesus the lord or an unlucky man?
How can mortals strip a god of his breath?
Harvester's of lndifference is what we've become
Spitting out sorrow as if it were rain
Be it heaven or hell when kingdom is come
With no answer's the question remains.          Hy
Henry Yarbrough May 2013
This world is stained
In the sorrow of children
The lion devours the lamb
Even the righteous are choking in sin
And nobody gives a god damm
Betrayal's a keystone when something's to gain
Like despair bleeding tears on demand
Afflicting chaos and ruin like a summer rain
Just look what is done by our hand
I will tell what son's of Mann have achieved
Waging war on the backs of the meek
In their silent vigil the poor cry bereaved
While we tear out their other cheek
These are the details played out everyday
In a world going stark raving mad
For us to have a tomorrow,we must give this today
Yet we won't and its just freakin sad.         Hy
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