Run From The Pack

Unconditional love, the hearts greatest lie
Humans are wired to live and then die
Step on each other and take what we need
Imperfect and vile, infectious breed

I despise them all, myself the most
I take a physical form but move like a ghost
Overwhelming desire to run from the pack
Bright eyes in the darkness prepare to attack

Some still believe there is freedom in choice
They worship the god with the loudest voice
Searching for faith, expecting something profound
Silence is the most deafening sound

The only true freedom the reaper will bring
Breaking the chains that hold the rage within