This is where it began,
My condemnation.
This is where it ends,
My resurrection.
Looking to something more satisfies the need,
To look alive and give into the men of greed.
Roll up your sleeves get ready to go,
It's time for you to star in this lifetime show.
The show they play to keep your mind at ease,
The show they keep repeating so you can't figure it out.
They want you to be occupied,
They want you to be scared,
They want you clinging to them,
To be unprepared.
This is where it began,
Our condemnation.
This is where it ends,
Our resurrection.
Insanity pulls at the common man,
Madness reminds us of what we can't stand.
Our golden imaginings of a land up high,
Will never help us against our own kind.
It destroys what I know of compassion and love,
It makes me believe that there is a devil up above.
They worship a god that fears it's own making,
“How can there be so much hate, when love is for the taking?”
They want us to be occupied,
They want us to be scared,
They want you looking skyward,
To be scarred and impaired.
This is where it begins,
Your condemnation.
This is where it ends,
Your annihilation.
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Submission Name: Began
