They ride by my side as sheep's
to the slaugtherhouse.
To the extent of madness my obsession will haunt my inner peace
The darkness that fills my aura will be my downfall, this I know.
However the sharpended light that shrieks through what is left of human conscious, never cease to amaze me.
With my frozen fingers still trying to seek the warmth of these fellow items
called humans, called fellow humans
The silence of the shadow
Still seems to have an affect on the released
Feelings that emerges uncontrolled.
Feel the hardness erect in self-impalement.
Hear me tell my silent tale
See trough my perfect body
These will be the days to remember
These will be the days all will forget.
Do not mistake my pride for ignorance,
violence or bravery
See the actions of man for what it will become.
Caste out your feelings into the battle
with emotions never shown before.
Feel my hurt, feel my love, feel my contempt
Follow me and you will surely die, follow me
and I promise you eternal life.
They all march to my indifferent cause,
see them for what they are.
Blind enough to see the world how it is
Worshipped by chaos, ingnored by peace.
Se me march, see me conquer, see me cry.
Tears of gasoline, to feed my inner fire.
