And as the sunlight beckons, a darkness creeps back in. A recurring dream of dystopia, as the light begins to dim Complicit in this devastation, the crimson stains my hands. Unable to escape this bondage as death spreads across the land
Darkness never ends. The nightmare just repeats The only solace is sleep
there can be no justice, there can be no peace until every cage is empty, until every manacle is broken and every institution that upholds this corrupt society burns to ruin . An act of violence in the name of total liberation is the only true act of peace.
And society marches on, While the succubus holds my chest And commerce outweighs life, And profits equal death.
the wheels of death keep turning, because we've all been put to rest the demons breath of capitol like iron on our breasts the old hags brew of slumber down the back my throat creeps Sedated by the lure of hope Paid in blood to fall asleep