Hoping graves can raise for the rest can live again
Everlasting in a caste we suffer for in reign
Patience, living amongst the gravitational purpose
Engaged to live as slaves today
In the mind we hide in vanity.
Demanding a type of gratitude but who's is it blame?
In a world where wolves lie to pollute the just only to live sinister enough to trust that their worlds left in flames,
Dust smoke induced vomiting tormented by the bliss of pain will be the road to take that won't fade.