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Nov 2013
Trapped in an obelisk built to contain only pure beliefs
We tore the icons down off the barren walls
We had no choice but to take our falls, and **** it all
We can't except anything less than pure defeat
We have been put here by our peers and our fellow man
The fact we don't share their beliefs doesn't register on their scale
Instead they would rather run and impale
Die as martyrs or at least try and fail
Instead, I am going to do all that I can
To make life better for everyone I know
In the end I will not let you die alone
No one here has to put on a show
Lets rip apart our hearts like hyenas in the dark
Caring about nothing because the future looks so stark
Then I realize that I have torn the Icons down
I realize that I have navigated the pitfalls that lie around
What happens when you fall, do you really want to know?
Do you want the description of the horrors that you're shown
When you make the mistake of speaking to soon
When you realize that you might have something to lose
And you retract your former statements and sing a different tune
Tear those Icons down but don't you leave them lying around
Ready to corrupt and distort without evidence or sound
Destroy the Icons so the future generations may live in freedom
Don't contemplate your mission because their total control is near
Their control is the thing that we most have to fear
And it's clear
We are at a disadvantage, easily manipulated and steered
Towards paths more self destructive than they originally appeared
It is the Icons that are to blame
The remnants of the old times that bring us pain and shame.
That is why we smash them into dust
That's why we smash them because we must
When we break the Icons we dig our nails into the crust
That connects each and every one of us
Don't ever lie down to rest in the chamber of prayer
Don't ever let you guard down while passing through there
Because no one there seems to care
So all of us now, let us riot on the streets
Let us show them what we need to feel complete
Let us ask them for what we really want
Let us seek what we desire and refuse to stop
Timothy Kenda
Written by
Timothy Kenda  Worcester
(Worcester)   
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