Woorden: Soilent Green. Last One In The Noose.

Spread this love of shame
Forgotten realm of the hypocrite reign

Honesty...the code to reload
Aim the gun at the sin taker
A new trait carrier
Pass the sin on

All virtues denounced
The word sin re-pronounced
The meaning of a way of life
Compassion filled lies to teach another in un-divine shame

Break a silent mode
Preach the breakdown laws
Moral codes to whores
Exist or be a tool for the new rule
Just a blank faced reject

This mouth shouts war...lies!

Mouth full of words, nothing to say
Not a fucking thing
This target of disrespect, crawling down a stairway of sweat
Self-tolerance, a skill to learn
Forgive never forget
Witnessing all that one could
You should have been the first to go

Sarcastic phrases bending on tongues
Spoken tone of encouragement
A spreading colony of disarray
Unfaithful leaders...bending laws

Do it different
Again, in the same sequence
Another drastic measure
Another lost cause
A lying smile to comfort
Soothing unpredicted downfall
Held close, non-reassurance
Couldn't even trust your parents

Word swapping like politicians
Hatred speaks louder than all

Maybe it's something more inside
With yourself, problem solved
Slit your wrist, save us all
From your two-faced race

Can't have your way
It's all the same, everyday
Lick your wounds and obey

Struggling to breath
Noose tight, last choke
Take a possible last breath
Be the tyrant, the king
The one who makes the change
The trendsetter forever
The taste of all un-truths