GET IN THE BOX *****
GET IN THE Ditch AND Burn

GET OFF THE Soap BOX Preacher
IT Time YOU Took Your Turn

IT'S Pure Hypocrasy
IT'S Heresy IN Your Name
IT'S A Faux Show Fantasy
YOU Wear THE Devil Shame

NO More Lies
NO More Lies
NO More Lies

ALL ARE Fallen Angels
**** THE Preacher
Burn THE Witches

ALL False Idols CAN Burn
ALL False Idols CAN Burn
ALL False Idols CAN Burn
Your Church Will Burn

SO ALL This
SO ALL This
SO ALL This

SO ALL This Rests ON A LIE
Your Right TO Justify
Torture IN THE Name OF GOD

THE Devils Ignorant
Angels ARE Innocent

DON'T YOU Know THE Devils AN Angel Spurned
This Devils AN Angel Burned

GET IN THE BOX *****
GET IN THE Ditch AND Burn

GET OFF Your Soapbox Preacher
This Minds Open NOT TO Learn

Enduring Reality
AS YOU Preach Duality
IT'S Pure Hypocrasy
YOU Wear THE Devil'S Shame

CAN'T YOU SEE YOU'RE Blinded BY THE Light
IN Arrogance YOU'VE Lost Sight

IT'S Reality NOT Duality
This Polarity Seeks TO Resolve
IT'S Solution IS TO Dissolve

Reality
Duality
Polarity
Seeks TO Resolve
IT'S Solution IS TO Dissolve

OF AN Angels Scorn
A Devil'S Born

FOR This Gods OWN Conceit
THE Devil Took HIS Seat
TO Cast Into Hell AN Angel Scorned
AND There YOU'LL Dwell
A GOD That'S Horned

THE Devil'S Ears Bleed AT THE Choirs Song
Justifying OF That Gods Wrong
Merciless Cruelty
NOT A Word OF Dissent
Allowing False Judgement
Blind TO Hypocrasy
THE Devil'S Begrudgement
THE Angels Heresey

TO Cast Into Hell
AN Angel Spurned
AND BY Your Hand
THE Tables Turned
Revoked Your Throne
BY Your Conceit
THE Devil Burns
ON HIS Rightful Seat

DON'T YOU Know IT'S Wrong TO Demonise
IT'S This Arrogance I Despise

DON'T YOU Know IT'S Wrong
TO Touch AN Angels Hair
Knowing IT'S OF Evil WE Both Share
OF THE Fabric WE NOW Tear

AND NOW THE Devil'S IN THE Chair
AND NOW THE Devil'S IN THE Chair
AND NOW THE Devil'S IN THE Chair
AND NOW THE Devil'S IN THE Chair

An ill found everywhere
especially prevalent in society's
higher echelons
but the lower folk are not free
from its effects
do as I say
not as I do
perhaps its simply
a human foible
and no cure is available
aside from awareness
like so many woes.

So I guess I just have to go,
even Adjustment is a black hole.
I wanted to walk,
but leaving is only a show.

I saw the photographs,
printed and in old forms,
Reasons are meant to be hidden.
I saw the lie and it's bold.

I knew this was a unit,
Four years in the same stable.
memories were built,
solidified its humble worth.

so be it, dearest friends,
the best way is the parting,
I hate to go, and you know,
that it's better to be a no-show.

the so-called reputation,
Is getting in my nerves,
Do we need to get this,
bizarre, as we need peace.

So, No need to tell me,
I'll just leave and go,
You know pride is at stake,
This is a decision to make.

So no need to hide your outings,
It is crystal clear, is it?
but please don't blame my tendency,
to be an outcast in hypocrasy

I don't belong here,
anymore, I don't belong here.
I'll live this journey,
Righteous, alone and free.

For leaving is done already.
and I am sick of this tiring.
sure, count your friends in.
and Goodbye, dear earthlings.

Who knows the way to success
who knows how to hurt less
Who can prove your boss's lies
Who can stop your friends'vice

who wrote on your pastor's book,
who instructed not to look.
who gives you smile when you frown,
who helds you up when your down

who woke this so called democracy
who started this hypocrasy
who ignited these petty battles,
Who made our country dismantled?

who can say your problematic
who can read you 1 second automatic.
Who stole your most innocent chimes,
Who can read this worthless rhymes?

Bold and daring
Mountain with a beasts rage
Eagerly subduing the weak
To make yourself strong
You walk a line with one person in mind
Deflecting sentiments from those who care
Hypocrasy be thy name
you do none of what you say
Psychotic be thy face
evil in your eyes these days
I hope you wise the **** up
May you recover the sanity lost
Before your bones rest under the cross

In twisted labyrinths of thy mind
A melancholy boar desecrate, entwined
A prideful being calls himself the hein
Yet seeking consensus, but in vain

Hiking each mountain, with life's longing weight
Trying to seek answers in his twistest faith
Through darkness hide, and doubts reside
Questioning himself, and his heart's devide

In this expedition, he discovers a new path
A new joruney he sought, but with humble aftermath
Now modest and strengthened, his beliefs renew
Labyrinths starts to unwind and boars venue

A new life begins, a journey to behold.
Throughout the struggling mission, his tale unfolds
Seems like all have payed off, in this new found way
Now a completely other person, and calls himself  hypocrasy