again

most people stop breathing
they stop believing
in the reality
of the world we live in
they live in this world all full of sin
I cant believe what we've come to be
is this real or just what i see


the truth is in the eye of a child
cause the beholder could be too old or wild
to care about what they are seeing with eyes innocence ruined
tainted soil from the ground we grew in
we are just seeds in this field that they're harvesting
but enough of this giberish and incoherent jargin

Straight to the point
im sharp like the knife
that cuts off all life, limbs, and bodies alike
minorities
oh what now your not ignoring me
again we come up from the soil like a tree
Again the end is coming