Our Future's in the Past

On the school steps
walk the psychos loading bullets
soon its code red when they're standing at the door.
Children under the desk gotta wonder who's first then who's next.
On their little crosses parents cry out their losses and throw down some tulips.
Who can blame them when they lose it?
The worlds just too fuckin ruthless.
Just complete the cycle when they grab back the guns or the drugs and fuckin shoot it.  
We ask on this earth for amore but all we get is gore;
just more and more young blood pourin onto the floor. the survivors eyes cry so sore and endure societies likely unhelpful lecture and prove that they'll keep coming back for more for-

-this is just us on this blue earth
everyday we give ourselves new values and new worths
always ignoring all who really do hurt
we just move towards something called a future*

A future... a future... our future's sadly happening like the past
Kings grin invent sin invite people to mass just to rake in the cash.
Every religion and every power thats given it's fact.
So simply it's written
that they'll end up winnin make the waters run crimson
and they will always prove that.
Bash newborns brains in,
enlighten us and show us heathens just what pain is,
eradicate every fate that you are hating,
poor people hanging,
in slavery or inside of cages barely standing and force them to start praying...
i bet you will never see a true fact in an old christian painting
just more lies to disguise this scamming
evidence of their violence so damning.
Still take a look today we read history but don't ever seem to learn a damn thing.

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