The Fallacy That is our lives

Some times fear drives us.

can we just push through the fear?

just fight towards the sun?
make the world ours!

Misinterpreting words lead us,
they never say what they mean,

they never feel whats in there heart

calloused, bruised, and stilled.

For all that have loved

Passion from the throats
the throats of my brothers
i hear the chants of these men
they have a story to tell

From countless days to
listless lovers i have fought
for an epidemic to spread

one of passion and thought throughout

But where these absent people reside
there is fear and loathness

i wander, i wander through
these vacant minds of anguish

And i yell there is no hope
there is no chance
for these souls are lost
out of reach and despondent .....

To Be Continued......

relativo tutto una bugia

Oh I have crossed this path
too many times have been here
I hate this light and how it portrays me,
oh how filthy I am.