why do we continue to march headlong into destruction?
why do we insist it is humanity's mistake?
why do we never serve the soul, frought as with corruption?
why do we continue, even after so much hate?
why do we believe we still deserve redemption?
why do we think its not our world that is at stake?
why do we shun and hate and still demand fruition?
why do we think it is our world to rape?
why do we believe the lies, without an interruption?
why do we believe the lies, they still perpetuate
why do we beg forgiveness as we descend to immolation?
why can we never take the blame, and look you in the face?
who do we think we are? that we can destroy our world
who do we think we are? that all can be bought and sold
who do we think we are? that we can own and sell the land
who do we think we are? this, we can never understand
why do we continue to march headlong into destruction?
why do we insist it is humanity's mistake?
why do we never serve the soul, frought as with corruption?
why do we continue, even after so much hate?
why do we believe we still deserve redemption?
why do we think its not our world that is at stake?
why do we shun and hate and still demand fruition?
why do we think it is our world to rape?
why do we believe the lies, without an interruption?
why do we believe the lies, they still perpetuate
why do we beg forgiveness as we descend to immolation?
why can we never take the blame, and look you in the face?
who do we think we are? that we can destroy our world
who do we think we are? that all can be bought and sold
who do we think we are? that we can own and sell the land
who do we think we are? this, we can never understand
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Chaos coursing through your veins
Raging chaos born of flames
Random killings, homicides scattered
lost equilibrium, peace is shattered
Pandemonium all around
fear it fear it crown of thorns
last remnanats of society
and pandemonium terrifying
chaos unavoidable
chaos is invincible
chaos a terror to behold
sadistic chaos in our world
pandemonium in our midst
pandemonium is missed
pandemonium, resist
pandemonium worshipped
perplexed warriors, to war
not sure what their fighting for
pointless death, death from the sword
Pandemonium, their lord
scorch marks, craters, defaced land
blood on Pandemonium's hands
Pandemonium brings the end
Chaos born of flames again
Apocalyptic Pandemonium
Pandemonic Armegeddon
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meh, just to pass the time most of the time when im not doing anything that doesnt involve poetry i think
You cry for help and get no answer
You look to your friends and see only strangers
You're lost and alone, unknown of the dangers
your mind is in step with the still
sealing away, too far to say, another day
falling apart, broken at heart, another start
minds are to torn, hearts are to worn, you were warned
your mind boasts the sign of the insane
bathing in light, never are right, alone at night
angels are weeping, shadows are leaking, always are leaping
never are making, never are slaking, bloods are caking
your mind bears the banner of the unright
chained to a wall, so far to fall
room is of white, heart is of night
time is unmeaning, reality screaming
your mind flies the flag of The Dead
we are the godless sons of *****es that live under your bed
we are the heathen mother****ers that dwell inside your head
we are the horn ed angels who bring messeges from hell
we are the shattered beings, marching out of step
we are the soul's destructor, clawing at your mind
we are the bodies on the flagstone, serve but to remind
we are the weakened beggars, looking for a sign
we are the shattered beings, marching out of time
we are the mad'ning voices that echo in the room
we are the sunless nights in all their glory 'neath the moon
we are the black thread on the white upon the loom
we are the shattered beings, marching out of tune
we are the graveyard inmates, six feet underneath
we are the empty, staring eyes in which quiet rage does seethe
we are the faceless masses, that you will never meet
we are the shattered beings marching out of beat
we are the gaping corpses, shackled to the rack
we are the evening meal for the uncaring dogs of wrath
we are upon the sea of lies, our truth is but a raft
we are the shattered beings, beneath our Flag of Black
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