Of a dying breed and a decaying seed
We've been watching
The future five align. Empty promises find us all the
Keep your eyes on the trigger
And your mind on the
You are a servant to your god
You are a slave
I feel so sick
So sick again
Just when I thought it
Stripped to the bone
Left standing alone
You want everything
And find falling
A sudden gasp for air
One false move
A blank stare is
Shades of lies forming stained glass
The beauty of which distracts
Until