How long until there's change--
even as we scream in outrage?
How many innocents have gone
and yet we still just carry on
Open your eyes
overcome the lies
we are the ones to blame
for this wretched, wicked shame
The filth is in our hearts
tearing us apart
in selfishness we're blind--
have we all lost our minds?
how many fallen from villains' hand
yet we all demand
"They're the ones profane!"
to avert the rightful blame
we hoard our deadly weapons
for the sake of prideful brawn
yet children fall and still we say
"they simply went astray."
there is darkness in us all--
though the fact may appall
but perhaps without the means
we may not be death machines...
Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 11:55 AM UTC
How long until there's change--
even as we scream in outrage?
How many innocents have gone
and yet we still just carry on
Open your eyes
overcome the lies
we are the ones to blame
for this wretched, wicked shame
The filth is in our hearts
tearing us apart
in selfishness we're blind--
have we all lost our minds?
how many fallen from villains' hand
yet we all demand
"They're the ones profane!"
to avert the rightful blame
we hoard our deadly weapons
for the sake of prideful brawn
yet children fall and still we say
"they simply went astray."
there is darkness in us all--
though the fact may appall
but perhaps without the means
we may not be death machines...
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