Drawn out life for returned fee
A listless dream of tomorrow.
Current goes in ebbs and flows
and makes the simple more impossible.
Again to wake to the cold left side
ignoring the forgotten sun.
Creation a myth for ignorant slobs
and again it becomes truth.
Born to destroy you were told that once
by a sage and wise old man.
Destroy you have and as death you feel
no remorse nor pity nor shame.
Countless times is was expressed and
like a weed in your memory it was stomped.
Contain your blood and force it through
your veins so shrunken cold.
