Out of the corner of my eye
I see the shadow of a society’s fall and rise
Machine worked flesh and static shock
Values which disperse the Christian flock
The people laden pressed down and crushed
Children’s cries set aside and hushed
Chaos ensues hysteria prevails
All that remains of man are half eaten entrails
And although the shadow is cast and morals are dead
A light will shine brighter and will be our fortress in its stead.

06/12/2013

Posted on 06/12/2013
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