A Story for the ChildrenMature

Here we are,

And I know this is what you prayed for.

The cities have fallen on their faces

And the masses are running scared.

 

Out of the ruins,

A beacon must light the way.

Who are you to hold this torch

When you’re the one that burnt our house?

 

I don’t trust you.

I don’t trust you.

It’s not a secret to those around me.

The product never got sold to me.

 

You’re unworthy.

You’re unworthy.

This undertaking is blessed to you.

We are blessed to die.

 

All gaze in to the dead man’s stare.

All gaze in to the dead man’s stare.

 

All your hopes

Have become a sweet reality.

March into the killing machine

And lose the ability to think.

 

Alone I stand

Upon these hollowed corpses

Who can no longer speak a word

And are too weak to breathe.

 

I cry out,

I cry out,

Is this what you prayed for?

For the ship to crash upon the shore?

 

In your eyes,

In your eyes,

I spy rising desperation.

The paper is failing to supply you anymore.

 

All gaze in to the dead man’s stare.

All gaze in to the dead man’s stare.

 

The greatest deception on mankind

Is the greatest happiness they say we have.

On this platform lays a serpent

Spitting venom and bleeding the masses.

 

Drink your trust

To the very last drop.

You’re running low on confidence

And the book isn’t giving any more.

 

Your eyes

Lost their color.

Nothing can be viewed anymore.

This charade has left the tyrants blind.

 

We’ve fallen inside the dead man’s stare.

We’re trapped in the dead man’s stare.

 

These ruins

Now speak of our complete failure

To raise a strong opposition

Against the sweeping ideals.

 

From now on,

Our people will forever be slaves

To the invisible armies.

You have failed yourselves and your children.

 

I want blood,

I want blood,

Impulse bred from insanity

Bids me to take action.

 

I will fight,

I will fight,

It may just be one man,

But he declines to sit and gaze.

 

All gaze in to the dead man’s stare.

All gaze in to the dead man’s stare.

 

The greatest deception on mankind

Is the greatest happiness they say we have.

Refusal to read the scriptures

May save you from their lies.

 

The greatest blunder of mankind

Was the capitulation to these autocrats.

They will rebuild this city

Just to burn it all down again.

 

This is what you prayed for.

I know this is what you wanted.

This is what you prayed for.

Now it’s time to move on.

The End

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