We're dancing on top of the world. Looking down on places. That cease to exist. We need a reason to turn our backs. Forced to create steel towers of death.
I've been kept awake, for what feels like a thousand days.. Twilight keeps me here suspended, frozen still as time intended.. The path that binds must be, what is defining me..
What is this feeling that awakens the soul-removing, constricting our need for control?. I don't know if I am alive in this horror.. I watch the chaos unfold in the eye of the storm..
Open up your eyes because it's a long way down.. Wake up and turn this hatred around.. Racial insanity, trafficking of slaves.. These crimes you will take to your graves..
Skydancers, the air that surrounds us. Is the same air that kill us. We breathe through our lungs. This air spatter, leaves through the trees. Man did not leave the world with life.
Everyday they commit crimes of dishonesty.. Make no mistake we will set it straight.. Medication diagnosed but not defined, their antidotes render us blind..
Walking through the badlands. I watch the tyrants scar the red sands. Their greed is like morphine. Drilling into the veins with machines. The purest for of evil that I've ever seen.