Broken Lands

Sitting and looking at how the worlds evolved,
No direction, no path, no yellow brick road,
From the second were born we are all dying,
This is the reality, its true I’m not lying,
Morals broken and traditions scrapped,
No freedom, no pass, were all fucking trapped,
They laugh and they joke in their reptile house,
No backbone, no guts, as scared as a mouse,
Backstabbers and cheats it’s all so unsubtle,
But justice can be found in the bottom of a bottle,

One more chance please, please turn back the hands,
Refill and replenish these broken lands,
The life of a man should be free and afar,
No class, no grade, let us all be on par,
One more chance please, please turn back the hands,
Refill and replenish these broken lands,

As much as we know we can never go back,
Don’t strive to be normal, stray from the track,
Conspiracy and mystery, a bunch of lies we are fed,
The truth always hidden and put to bed,
Who are they, where are they, it’s all about they,
I wish the talk of they would just go away,
Don’t touch me, don’t hear me, and don’t cross my gaze,
No trouble just peace, please don’t set my anger ablaze
No death is painless in a way they all hurt,
Just make sure you fulfil before your covered in dirt,

One more chance please, please turn back the hands,
Refill and replenish these broken lands,
The life of a man should be free and afar,
No class, no grade, let us all be on par,
One more chance please, please turn back the hands,
Refill and replenish these broken lands,