Shatter the walls of the mime’s hold
Let the riots speak of the crime
The lie, the story never told.
The decimated morals of our fathers,
Disregarded, maligned and deemed untrue.
These men in charge choose not to care
To meet the demands of our due.
The new power has risen.
Already seeming long in the tooth.
Reminiscing of the old ways,
Where nothing could replace our cherished youth.
Ravaged cities fall to the greed.
The people corrupted within.
Mesmerized, refraining from our old creed.
So spawn something new.
Become the voice of the voiceless.
Hold in your soul and breed the castoffs.
Find the kindness we’ve never found,
Our pillars of faith,
That kept our spirits so sound.
Retreat from their molds, let it out
Forsake those rituals and let them down with ease.
Make your own way, leave no doubt.
Don’t be the drone, cease the stall
Because like it or not
Permanence is the death of us all.
Jul 31, 2011
Jul 31, 2011 at 7:13 PM UTC
Shatter the walls of the mime’s hold
Let the riots speak of the crime
The lie, the story never told.
The decimated morals of our fathers,
Disregarded, maligned and deemed untrue.
These men in charge choose not to care
To meet the demands of our due.
The new power has risen.
Already seeming long in the tooth.
Reminiscing of the old ways,
Where nothing could replace our cherished youth.
Ravaged cities fall to the greed.
The people corrupted within.
Mesmerized, refraining from our old creed.
So spawn something new.
Become the voice of the voiceless.
Hold in your soul and breed the castoffs.
Find the kindness we’ve never found,
Our pillars of faith,
That kept our spirits so sound.
Retreat from their molds, let it out
Forsake those rituals and let them down with ease.
Make your own way, leave no doubt.
Don’t be the drone, cease the stall
Because like it or not
Permanence is the death of us all.