Cut down for
Being born
Not the right way
Like the truth
Wasn’t killing you already
Every day
When they brought out your body,
It looked just the same as the others
A human name, we are brothers
I feel so ashamed for just being here
But it’s not me
Your beliefs
Made it this way
So shut your mouth
Or we’ll carve your tongue
Into a snake’s
To always recognize you
The world is yours but not only yours
Your house is dark, you keep locking doors
From the outside to keep us here
To choke on your fear
To choke on your fear
We won’t choke on your fear
We won’t choke on your fear
You say what comes to your heart
You spew the vilest nonsense
I hope you suffer the strangest of accidents
Because in this life
Ruin comes at random
While you’re smiling, laughing
With your closest friends
There in the flickering of strobe lights
To the pulse of music
Just wishing that the night would
Never have to end
In the flickering of strobe lights
To the pulsing music
Just wishing that the night would
Never have to end
And then it ends
Daily focus-training coupled with strong work ethics pointed toward making life more bearable for others, could turn around this age for the better. This album is beautiful. A force for good. CHOSEN