The God of our Times
has sold us off,
piecemeal, piece by piece
Bible lined in dollar $ign$.

The Devil we know
with his disgusting smile,
the hell that we can afford
one step towards fate, towards the grave.

They've raped our minds and souls.
They've killed our hearts and spirits.
They've choked our morals and sympathies.
All has been lost.

The Sign of the Times
going forward in reverse,
which direction to run
when we are surrounded?

The Evil we know
stays with us everyday,
poison has leaked into our veins
what's inside of me?

They've destroyed our bodies and future.
They've wasted our hopes and dreams.
They've cut our exit and release.
and the prayers of a better tomorrow.

I
Transgress!

I
Protest!

I
Will Rise!

I
Will Die!

When all you have is a hammer,
every problem looks like a nail.
When all around you is ashes,
what will you look for to make fire?
When all you got is murder,
when will you take your own life?

09/11/2005

Posted on 09/11/2005
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