Dead inside
parasites
Lost our feelings lost our souls
Eat rotten corpses like disintegrating crows
Gaia is tortured and *****
Mother earth's desecrated womb
Locked butterflies in a tomb
free world for the dead
We are pests in a planet not even our own
Doomed to eternal depression,
Kings of chaos, a royal crown of a dove's corpse
Peace? you'll find that in Hell.
Barren hopes for broken futures
Sacrifical youths to fake idols
Morals drowned in a well
Dead hearts locked in our own decaying cell
Barren hopes
for broken futures
pests in a planet that is not even our own
no dove with an olive branch
no gods no masters no life just caskets.
Engraved,
Dear,
I'll stay gold.
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 8:29 AM UTC
Dead inside
parasites
Lost our feelings lost our souls
Eat rotten corpses like disintegrating crows
Gaia is tortured and *****
Mother earth's desecrated womb
Locked butterflies in a tomb
free world for the dead
We are pests in a planet not even our own
Doomed to eternal depression,
Kings of chaos, a royal crown of a dove's corpse
Peace? you'll find that in Hell.
Barren hopes for broken futures
Sacrifical youths to fake idols
Morals drowned in a well
Dead hearts locked in our own decaying cell
Barren hopes
for broken futures
pests in a planet that is not even our own
no dove with an olive branch
no gods no masters no life just caskets.
Engraved,
Dear,
I'll stay gold.
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