Spokesmen of slavery, The earth is barren where you stand Knee-deep in the quicksand of inability Yet, respect is what you demand Save your quotes
God's cruel joke has blown up in our face Damned from creation, mankind a great mistake Man had a purpose, obey the laws in stone But man in his defiance
Random acts of cruelty Victims lying in the wake Friend or foe it makes no difference You are always on the take Act without reason, the choice you
I know you better than you think I know a lot about your past And why you wear a mask You may deceive with your disguise And you may buy yourself some
Etched in marble, scarred in memory Meet thy maker be thy judge Life so precious you have taken God have mercy on thy soul Death, the doorway to a new
Crooked politicians promise things And never see them through Bleed this country bankrupt All the while they're bleeding me and you Thousands here are
I'm stupid, impotent My feelings aren't important I'm useless, worthless Nobody, good for nothing We argue so often I guess I'm good for something Chew
Welcome to my parlor, with a gesture I am lured inside Bitten I am helpless as the poison cripples my mind A worthy specimen chosen to be the mate She
When you wake up in the morning Can you tell me what you see A gentle flowing river Or a stormy troubled sea In this life you will find Tests and trials
The poet sits and twists the meter 'round And in the glare you'd swear his smile was a frown And Hermes there, he stares as the pages grow And all are
Sorcerer, blind me with your eyes Deny me, cast me aside Mine is vengeance, now I see Unleash the killer within me Dark clouds come rolling in My mind
The soul lives on beyond this life will you ascend into the light Or be consumed by nothingness Or cast into the black For as above is so below and only
Idle chatter sounds much better to the absent mind. Govern me, kill thy master. You will not enslave me. The root is bitter but the fruit is sweet but
Idle chatter sounds much better to the absent mind. Govern me, kill thy master. You will not enslave me. THe root is bitter but the fruit is sweet, but
This place is all too familiar! So sudden, I find myself Returning to the origin The event that started it all All I ever asked for was one more day
You're nothing more than shallow with a tongue lodged in your cheek what is it that you're saying shrouded in a cloud of smoke you're not coming through
do the months change? do the years pass? it's felt like the same day for the whole of my life. I've had one of those dream again where all I can see
This is where the dream ends where the soul of every man and woman is broken where you carry your crippled children in hope of salvation and lay them
