days passed by like a minute long
the kid became a grown, and still can't get along
his head was filled with hatred when he was young
grown up to see a world where he doesn't belong
everyone is an enemy if they do not speak his tongue
to a piece of paper he has worshiped and clung
praised a killer whom with a sword has swung, over the heads of Civilians who were overhung
was taught not to think, so to the reason he tried to slung
was told not to say what is in heart, kept the words under his tongue
he always knew it was all wrong, but doesn't want them to be unstrung
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next step, used to hear but not to perform
used to feel the lie even in its best form
used to see the elders but not to inform
nor even to adapt nor to find the conform
time by time knew that his mind was in a deform
however his mind still suffering from them worms
and only 'the reason' was the way to reform
but can't to the society nor to himself transform
nowhere to hide from the freeze...nowhere is warm
death was the only one way to leave the swarm
Talking about religion and it's effect on me when i recognized it was all lie
