Stuck free

Stuck in hole to steep to climb out
do it like jack and let a beanstalk sprout
ripped off all I got was apple seeds
goin crazy talkin to a snake like adam 'n' eve
to find a way out can be hard to believe
anytime the mind may leave
and the dreams achieved

Message change

This heres an illustration
as my life's an hallucination
of nothing but contemplation
over a lack of motivation

now is the time to try another way
to change what this message has to say

This heres my motivation
as my life's an illustration
of nothing but an hallucination
over a lack of contemplation

Future Believe

My god is my legacy
history be the judge of me
eye's only the future sees

lord I'll meet in my sleep
judged as I lie 6ft deep
soul leap or dead eye's weep

 

Tears shed

funny if you think it's symbolistic
fuck! The shits realistic
feelin like a gun, goin ballistic
trapped in the life set by the mystic
getting fucking sick of this war shit

killing the ones they say they save
watchin the grave fill with the brave
future build on the legacy they gave

catching the tears mothers shed
as they shuffle through the lead
in line to get some bread
if it's only her kids who get fed
empty stomach putting the child to bed
lullaby singing to rest thy head

Just thinking about the tears mothers shed

Better eyes

Got people pointing out your failings
be not sad, treat them like railings

walk the path of your choosing
look back it's the haters losing

see the world through your eyes
not the world of people's lies

let not the world of tomorrow
be born from the pain and sorrow
but lead the way for happiness to follow

Stressin

The mental anxiety
that reality is insanity,
dark is the vicinity
searching for serenity
blinded by the vanity
of the violent humanity,
praying to the holy trinity
to grant the ability
of evasive agility

instead get the pity glare
scream of "how I dare"
and "do I not care"
man gone made life not fair
so get me out the judgement stare
freedom lost, but I know not where

Bystanders war

You can't see this human life fee
so why are you trying to put a price on me
and why won't the tanks let the child roam free?

just the mere mention of war
makes my center core sore
all the blood and gore
just leaves the choreographs of the war, screaming for more

See the children layin dead
just the vultures getting fed
no wounder they see monsters under the bed
if theese are the thoughts we've put in their heads

Hope to save

Got nothin but roadblocks tryin to slow you down
can't do nothing but laugh before the guns blast
got me driving fast, don't wanna be last

to see the oppressors walk the tight rope 
aint got nothin but jokes, watchin 'em cope
prayin for hope, as they deal with the first slope

got the people prayin, grant them a shield
as they stand alone in the artillery field
one finale flash as the guns blast
gotta dash to make this their last
and make the trigger man an outcast