You've been knocked down
pushed around by emotions
With all your heart and soul
A broken-will, and a dream most shattered
head down filled with rage and despaired
With a puddle of tears on the ground
In the darkness you lie on the cold prickled floor
wondering if its worth it anymore
You try and get up but all you do is fall back down
But you remember to have the strength and stand back up
your hatred, pain, weaknesses, tears and madness vanished

Life is something we all share
Just like the oxygen in the air
In life its ok to make mistakes
It just shows you are real and not fake

The public should be wiser,
our wealth controlled by misers.
Breed more sheep for the pasture,
bow down before the master.

When it comes to worldly knowledge,
you don't need to go to college.
Scare tactics promote the system,
tie us down in neo-serfdom.

An age in great need of regression,
back before the planets oppression.
We all get weaker by the hour,
lets rise up and take back the power.

So let us tear up all the concrete,
we will once again sow the Earth.
Rip the ruling class from their seat,
chaos will bring us our rebirth.

The society we live in has differed and changed
No matter how we try we never shall stray
The matter of peace is no more up for discussion
The outcome is utter disruption
The period of talking has expired
The time comes of execution
And there shall never be any resolution...

Pomegranate is sweet on her lips as she stands on the barrier edge
Bit by bit petals stretched
The pomegranate seeds start to set in a spell
Yet not knowing soon she will be entering hell  
In the centre of earth a massive crack
Coming out the devil himself secretly planning an attack
The daughter of seasons was pulled in
Leaving the devil with a grin
Mother nature arrived too late
As her daughter stands by the entrance ‘’Gate of destruction’’
For six months she will stay below
In the other six she can enjoy the rivers flow.

Yes the horses died
Those big eyes full of love
Hearts so big to fulfill mans desire
And so the horses died
Not their choice to be mud enmired
Not their choice to face shot and shell
But the horses went forward
And those beautiful animals fell