Dark Dictations
You grasp in cold hands
False words...
Your hatred hiding behind twisted ideals,
Pollution of the mind,
Manipulation of the darkest strings of the human soul,
*Pluck*
Slowly drowning a world of colour,
In a brand of homogenous gray,
All the lies in the words you say,
All the lies you spread every day,
All the lies you push in every way.
You hide behind a facade of pure goodness,
And poison the public with false impressions,
But your hands are filled with nothing,
Except your empty and hateful propaganda.
Rid this hate from yourselves,
Rid this hate from the city,
Just leave it all behind,
Leave
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Dark Dictations, which
was posted on Sep 11, 2011 by
ChemistRepellent.
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