You think this is a heart of light, you smile while the blood of the innocent paint the ground, were the bodies lay

It is a heart of darkness, a heart of hatred, it beats in the shell of human greed and ignorance

The sun always shines, and there is always a new dawn, but those that are dead won’t ever see one again

It is never easy to take the truth, to take the stark reality of darkness, but joy is not a simple remedy to it

For it is a wound that will fester, and that will hurt, but it must be so to keep the mind aware

For things are not alright, this machine is bleeding to death, and we are trapped inside of it

This heart of hatred is a immortal beast, it always has been around since humans made God

We will never see change, for we deny that there is a problem

We will never see justice, for we believe it is truly blind

Progress is a philosophy that shines in the hands of the passionate, but is strangled by the hands of the ignorant

We will see more sorrow, more death, more tears

And yet we will do nothing, for we are devoid of sympathy and human decency

We have become what Christ didn’t die for, we are merely beasts of hedonism and pain