As ire is spawned, vengence is sworn.   Another body bled, another dead skin shed.   For granted it shall be taken,   Our capacity to interact   A perfect expectation   Defiled by observed fact.   A shrouded barrier   Too inherent for the mind to percieve   Emotions ensure that   the long term hopes are bereaved.   Affirm your belief, hopes are bereaved.      Another body bled, another dead skin shed.      Are we striving for   An unattainable goal?   Countless years of exertion   And what have we got to show?   Others wrongs internally blamed,   Our own externally caused.   Our minds too feeble to   Change and reap the rewards.      Hopes are bereaved   Another body bled, another dead skin shed