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I Believe In NothingThey believe in love,But I see it as made-up.They believe in trust,But to me it's synthetic.They believe in Christ,When really it's just a story.Nothing is real,As I believe in nothing.I believe in nothing.
Dark EntertainmentComedy, the best medicine,But sometimes a sickness.A prescription to give you joy,Or drive you to madness.If you take it, will one side smile?Or won't you feel anything?Too much of it can give side effects,So laugh like you're pretending.It can also be a nice meal,Or a dog's dinner.You don't know unless you try it,But its taste may be bitter.Maybe, an impressive painting,Or a cheap eyesore.Something worth a thousand words,Or nothing, just asking for war.At times, it can be a t-shirt,But does it suit you?These colours should match to yourself,Otherwise they won't see you through.Might be a toy high on the shelf,That you can hold in your palm.Buy it, and play with it,Although it might be a ticking bomb.But as we know, it is a ghost,Infecting our TV screens.With its howling voices, these routines,Only funny to a generation so obscene.
Cyber NecrosisYou love,Everything they're showing to you,as you're breathing~~You see,Everything in sharpest detail,until you're bleeding~~Enjoy,The latest forms of sheer torture,made just for your eyes~~Now feed,The outrageous things you have seen,to all your children's minds~~And now you're infected,Feel your mind disconnect,By technological sickness,That's sending our world into madness.All our people are dying,All our friends and pets are dying,From a synthetic generation.All our people are dying,All our friends and pets are dying,From this propagating mutation,On the net~~,On every single screen~~And all in your rotting brains~~Switch on,To the next episode of pain,right into your skull~~These words,are constructed and sewn with hate,what could be the result?~~Deny,That popularity is not the disease,when it's the inhumane factor,to all our insanity~~Now die,When you are just a cold machine,desperate to spread the static virus,until we are, a numb withering
Time Is My EnemyTime is an enemy that I have to face,Always gets in my way when I need or want.It's like a wall obstructing all directions,Standing with a vacant look, and loves to taunt.Seconds matter, but why should I confront it?Impatience can become an act of violence.It can be a gigantic bear fuelled with hate,When I feel there's no use in sitting in silence.The fight with time is taken down corridors,Wasted moments fly by me during the brawl.Waiting for an end, waiting to just move on,With a part of my life where chances seem small.Could there be a relief, from this awkward event?Will I be able to jump around and shout?Hours and minutes don't even exist anymore,So to get what I need or want, I highly doubt.Time is an enemy that I have to face everyday,And killing it isn't always easy.
Shut UpRed lips speak these words.The beauty spot you're born withshould've been a zip.
RiskFalling into loveis like falling into depthswhere you can't climb out.You're free to walk any bridgebut not all of them are stable.
Rain Of BloodA war of no end,Missiles flying straight.Less chance of victory,More mortality rates.Within these grey skies,Somebody will die.Two oppositions,One cowers, one shoots.Tragedy unfolds,When engines go mute.Within these grey skies,Someone will lose the fight.And we stand and witness,The rain of blood,The rain of blood,The rain of blood.The rain of blood,In our hands.A war of anger,Debris falling down.Their hearts and their flesh,Scattered across towns.Within these grey skies,Nobody will be free.They laugh with contempt,And give that harsh smile.All hope is destroyed,And bodies lay for miles.Within these grey skies,Everyone's fate is foreseen.And we stand and witness,The rain of blood,The rain of blood,The rain of blood.The rain of blood,In our hands.The rain of blood,What is left of our men.The rain of blood,What is left of our nation.May God rest your souls.
Save UsA world of violence that will never stop.A world where grand numbers begin to drop.A life in misery, cannot comprehend.And a life on the line demanding an end.Is there anybody that can save us?Is there a god or spirit that can save us all?Propaganda spoon-fed in large doses.Leading to states of pain and psychosis.A world where the entire truth is undressed.A world where there will be no-one left.Save, us~~~Save us from this mess,and give us reasons whywe're, this way.Save, us~~~Save us from this hell,and tell us reasons whyit came, to this.Is there anybody that can save us?Is there a god or spirit that can save us all?A world of a doubtful generation.A world where it will burn with damnation.Young lives having no choice to accept hate.Every single life will die as fear awaits.Destitution swallows our earth complete.Leaving us with bruises and scars that bleed.What is to blame for these chain of events?Who is to blame for our world deemed imperfect?Save, us~~
SnowSnow, is everyone's delirium,It's something they dreamt of.White-capped mountains, and white forests,It's something they had wished for.To run around in circles out there,It's something the children wanted.A white blanket just for one day,It's something, everyone would like.Waiting for a snowflake to fall,And then millions more to cover streets.White-grey clouds to rain down joy,As it's something they crave for.Eager nights where we lay in bed,For anything magical to occur.Can the secret force ever come down?Is it something they should worship?Absurd dreams of a white Christmas,Filling the minds of all our people.One day it may arrive soon but,Tell me, what's the real excitement?