Churches and cathedrals filled with paralegal misfits,
its just sick how beautiful nations can come to this.
Bowing down on knees just to see a better view,
quoting a bunch of words or two,
you lie sins still comes in multiples.
I know because I've seen many clipse being load,
and triggers pulled to expose flesh just to exopse the soul.
You wash your faces with holy water,
then when service is over your back on corners bringing wars such as black on black slaughter.
Selling dopamine to fends hellacious scenes seems to be clear to see hellraiser dreams I seem to intervien,
contradictions to competitions, imperfect visions,
natural destructions I can't believe,
a deep pit I can't perceive.
Arab stores selling crack, coors and bloody whores,
Nobody scores in this world of imperfections.
A twisted method and deal we keep our lips sealed,
and peace is killed all because of the choices of freewill.
By Uzair |