Turbulence is certainty, turbulence is friction between You and me Suffering and pain crystallized in a brain that Recreates the proces again Draws borders, cites laws, monopoly of food and Trade start wars Everytime we try to impose order we create chaos We create chaos - break down Blessed are the meek is written they shall inherit The earth Watch her dying of cancer after lifetime of caring For the poor Child with her arms blown off screams as she bleeds Upon the rocks Sickened by myself flagallation but I don't know how to stopWhere is your love, my loving God! Globalism and the U.N. neutralized by ethnic cleansing Animal aggression and a mind to percieve this terminal conflict Awareness is a curse, the more you open your eyes the More you despise Fashioned in the creators yolk It must be some sort of practical joke And in the corn, circles of chaos - break down I have my doubt, a state of eternal conflict is all I have found We build a wall that is made of tears Watch the house fall down And the end of my life Yes at the end of my life All shall be well. |
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