The greatest song never was written
The book that changed my life never completed
The girl of my dreams decided not to stay
The children all grew up and live far away

We walk in a flat black universe
Trails of our past only for us to reminisce.
They will suffer none by your purchase of a gun
Just another body to shuffle down the road
Another piece of meat society shortly stows
Keep your Gods under your steeples
Look them up when cold steel rises to your temple

How are mad men created
Why do the bearded men stare from there glassy eyes and mumble words from their drunken mouth

Purgatory before hell is what they say
When courage falls away
Drown your mind in the substitute of death
Maybe one day you'll have the nerve to breathe your last breath

In remembrance of a time we believed the dream of lies
In remembrance of the days of hope
In remembrance of a blind love

In remembrance of the mad drunken man    
In remembrance of the child you were,a long time ago.


Benjamin Ledford